Dear Not just a friend,
What are we?
It's the question I keep asking myself
Are we friends, lovers, frenemies or just classmates?
And why the thought of losing you my heart really hates?
We sit right next to each other in class
During lectures , studios I wait for notes that you pass
It's nothing significant really , it's just things that make me smile
It's you that makes those cold afternoons worthwhile
You smile, you flirt , you fight and sometimes you cry
It makes me want to comfort you , I don't know why,
You confuse me so much it angers me
But then I see you looking geeky in that Star Wars tee
We talk about Pokémon and johnny bravo
And how much you hate me singing black and yellow
We argue most of the time for silly reasons, yes we do
But I never back down and neither do you
You make me rethink all the solved problems in my math notes
And then you make up for it by making lame chemistry jokes
It's hard sometimes being around you
Remember when you convinced me to colour my hair blue?
It's good I don't listen to your stupid suggestions
Or I would be wearing a wig to the annual day celebrations
Even when you're mean I don't seem to care
I think this might even lead us somewhere
But then I see you looking at her
Smiling , laughing , eyes filled with wonder?
I hope I'm wrong and you want me too
What am I , dear someone, what am I to you?