I'm not saying she's the only hope that made me keep alive

I'm not saying she's the only one for which I had to strive

though throughout the time we spent apart I knew that she was there

we were looking for each other in the chances we could spare

I knew that she was always out there looking for her friend

and I knew that I would find her by at least the very end

then one day she found me back and bliss was now regained

I fell in love and had my friend, that friendship still remained

I told her how I knew that she was perfect how she was

I told her of my love for her and ending, never does

I told her every truthful thing that I knew at the time

I told her honest, never lied and never "used a line"

so now why can't our friendship stay? why can't our friendship hold?

and why does it hurt so much though lies were never told?

why can't family be just that? how is it "some excuse"?

why can't the love of friends be perfect? eternal, not obtuse?

if deceptive was how I seem, I true ly meant it not.

I love you pure and deeper still, and am a friend you've got

I offer not to harm you ever by my willing hands

but wish our friendship til forever may be how it stands