He is unaware but he has my heart,
A pulsing, singing piece that is his,
Pounding out how much I feel,
To my ears only I guess.

I watch from a distance as he goes through pain,
My arms want him there to hold,
Why can’t people see he is so much more,
But then again, why can’t he.

To make him feel something, to know there is love,
If only he’d turn my way,
I can be strong for a man like this,
To take all his worries from him.

To be but a friend is a wonderful thing,
This choice will stay with me I’m sure,
To be a lover is a risky path,
Will I take it one day? We’ll see.

For now I will offer my heart and my soul,
A truth he knows is steadfast,
My shoulder to cry on, always is there,
And my words to soothe and rely on.

The ripple he makes in my life is profound,
Like a wave of feelings washed over,
But my friendship is precious like air that I breathe,
And that is my un-ending gift.

It will be there for always,
Come broken hearts or not,
The weave that we have,
Is protected from harm.

So stay strong my sweetness,
For I’ll always be with you,
To stand by your side,
‘Til you find your one.