a rock and a crazy place

my friend or my love,
she doesn't like me but everyone can tell she does,
she doesn't give me hints,
so she doesn't get any,
all she does is punch me,
and talk to me and be's my mate.

my love is loud,
a challenge that's what i like about her,
she is very out there,
always giving me the hints,
the eye,
the subtle "meaningless" touches,
the constant smile when i look a her,
the beautiful eyes of brown flashes of light,
the bruise of random bitting me still remind me of you,
the constant feeling she is there,
the presence of want of each other no one can fill but you.

yet the other is a very nice person,
always there,
always secretly wanting me,
never getting me.