Maybe

She said that she cant look at me - in that oh so special way, my feelings some what bruised and hurt but I'll fight another day

She said that all the flirting - is a mild mannered game, what a risk upon our friendship and I know I'd take the blame

From playfighting to kisses - how to know where do I stand, from angry texts to make out games - to softly holding hands

As I watched you sleep so softly - you woke and gently smiled - that feeling of eternal joy, like summer to a child

I gently held you near me - as you woke to softly say, my love for you is friendship and I'm sorry I can't stay

Somehow I still thought maybe - that your feelings may still grow, but although i'm hurt and bleeding, I'm begging you don't go

For all the reasons that we can't - I still believe we can, I hope to one day hold you near and called myself "your man"