Can I call you friend?
A simple question at heart
A pretty good place to start
When the foundation is nothing
And you don’t mean something,
yet,
A simple question,
met with your simple answer,
Yes
I’m Glad, ecstatic even
But I pretend I expect nothing less
Days to weeks, weeks to months
I don’t ask, I just call you my best friend
Our fun knows no end
Yet,
A question is on my mind
A different kind from, can I be your friend?
One night, moon high, volume low
We walk to my place,
Giddiness in tow,
My question does hover but I ask
Can I call you lover?
A complex question with complex answers
I begin to stumble, to backtrack
You stop my fumble with a kiss
Your simple yes
God I’m such a mess
Days to weeks, weeks to months, months to years
Two years to be on point
We’ve become inseparable, everythings a joint effort
But the inseparability caused irreparable damage
Late night fights haunt my sleep
A new fight arises every week
The comes the breakup
I can’t call you my lover anymore, nevermind my friend
Days to weeks, weeks to months and I’ve often wondered,
Can I call you?