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I like looking in her eyes for I can see the stars

For her eyes are dark and they stretch very far

And when I'm around her, my heart starts beating fast

The way she acts, she has so much class

I can tell that she grew up in a good household

And the story of her life I was told

But not by her but by a friend

It was that her mom died and her heart she did mend

She is so strong and not afraid to say no

She has faced many hardships and could just run and go

But she refuses to run but decides to face her problems

I don't want her to be with me for her feelings I would rob them

Because I'm not right for her but she is for me

She could find a better man or just be free

But friends are friends and I support her in every way

Maybe if the time is right, I'll be waiting for that day

I try to move on but no one can compare

To her class or beauty for she is so fair

But there is something that I have forgotten

It is her intellect, that I should mention

She has a high IQ and that is plain to see

She is smart and maybe smarter than me

That I can deal with in case we get deep

For I hate pointless conversations, they put me to sleep

She flatters me too often and that I hate

She may not realize it but she can open a gate

The gate is where I hold back my cockiness for I try and be a humble

I don't want myself to high for I may fall and stumble

But she may not do it on purpose or try

And I know that I'm no one special, just an ordinary guy

My feelings for her are strong but it is not love

For I just want to be friends and not symbolized by a dove

It would hurt me for her to find another guy

But I don't want to stand in her way and this I try

I know that I sound depressed or maybe desperate

But there is nothing that anyone can do to try to change it

For if they did they would rip out my heart

And that couldn't happen for we don't part

Her house is far from mine

But the way I feel, there is no limit on time

We are friends and we can joke

But for me and her there is no hope

This is not bad because me and her would not fit together

And when I get down, I get caught in stormy weather

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