If Only

He fills my soul with laughter and a sense for human love,
He knows my love is unending, but his still needs a shove.
We cling together for comfort, and we mesh like black and blue.
He loves me in his own way, but i feel it's not always true.
His sorrow for the other girl, it comes and then it goes,
But I know that his exceeding love for her will always glow
Brighter than his love for me, but now I tell you this;
I long to hold him close to me for that first and special kiss.
It may not ever happen, but our friendship will never end,
And still I wish that we were more than the very best of friends.