Reality slap

I may be an imposter I'm here with you, by your side You gave me the tiltle of : friend But that isn't what we are, isn't it ? We are more than that, more than friends Friends do imagine the other one whispering gentle words No friends don't imagine, wish that. I imagine, in my dreams That you'd be mine and I'd be yours Isn't it sweet ? But reality slaps hard Because in this life, reality We are nothing more than friends. Because you don't want me like I want you. Friends.