crush

At first, it was the music:

the song of your laugh and

the melodic drip of thoughts from my brain

the drumming of my heart wanting a piece of yours

Then the dance:

you lead and I follow naively and

silently convincing myself that our

feet could step at the same speed

And now it's the respect:

despite the wrenching pain of truth

that means your eyes can't alight as mine so often do

the ache feels less to know that you

truly are the person I always will love

Because you're the best of us

And I don't regret any of my misplaced hopes

in a crush

because what I've got is a friend for life

and that's all the love I should ever need