Just Friends

[EtH]

I was done with this, I’m too busy to write,
No motivation for creation when I think I’m alright,
Topical battles and open mics, they all lay in the past,
I started dropping the pen when I was taking your hand,
It’s embarrassing, my catalogue of each emotional verse,
Yet you gave me the confidence to come and show you my work,
We set off like fireworks, an amazing ascent,
Yet they explode and all the smoke dissipates at the end,
But that’s not the reason I’m once again taking the pen,
It’s my stressing at the question if you’re staying my friend,
Our relationship was aging quick and was dead for years,
Yet on my own, I’m alone and I’m shedding tears,
It’s not the thought of you making plans with some nameless man,
If someone made you happy, I’d want to shake his hand,
It was me who sat us down to start the end of us,
Yet I never understood how important that our friendship was,
We sat in different rooms for years, I don’t even regret it,
Yet all I want in my life now is to send you a message,
You want to progress, you need space and to move on in time,
But I don’t want to imagine a path without you in my life,
Every member of my family is just as self-obsessed,
If I could send a text, you could help the mess,
I suppose if I reflect on myself, I’m just like them too,
Cause what is right for me might not be right for you,
I don’t need a girlfriend and I want nothing romantic,
I want my best friend back, I want someone to hang with,
I don’t want to take your hand or for us to lay in bed,
But I’d give everything I’ve got for you to stay my friend.