Please Call

Only one kind of cold could pierce your heart:
The kind of cold I hate to use.
Declined because our friendship, it will part.
But you must find another muse.

You say just my voice gives you butterflies;
That feeling for me you must kill.
Or myself I will teach you to despise.
Just the thought can create a chill.

Perhaps, in time, you just might forgive me
For refusing to want your heart.
But just know it deserved to remain free,
And I would just tear it apart.

I didn't want to love you in a lie.
For you, my friend, I could not fall.
Please don't walk away, please don't say goodbye.
Please forgive me; Your friend could use a call.