In laughter shared and secrets told,
Our friendship blooms in hues of gold.
Yet whispers hide within the breeze,
Of feelings growing like the trees.
I find your eyes tell tales unsaid,
A deeper bond where paths are led.
The space between is thin and frail,
A silent wish that longs to sail.
Each moment spent in your embrace,
Sparks a longing I canât erase.
A glance, a touch, a fleeting chance,
To turn our friendship into dance.
Yet here we stand on friendship’s shore,
Two souls that yearn for something more.
In quiet hopes and dreams we weave,
A love that waits to be believed.