a friend

is it called friends when I see you more, everytime I hide it I fall ones more, I see you more than a friend and I can't deny, that this time I really loved you specially your smile. I fail to hide it even if I try, because how can I when jealousy is running down my spine?, seeing you with her lauging is the worst part, also the time when we broke apart. I don't want to ruin what's between us, because friendship is a must, I don't wanna see you with anyone, when it's not me nor our future one. I know when you see this things will change, but something inside me hopes that it's a good change, I love you so much sometimes it doesn't rhyme, but I love you more than a dime. I hate to think you probably don't see me as a friend, but a part of me hopes it's for a good thing, the moment you finish reading this poem, that's the moment you realize what I've been feeling.