I survived an isolated and mediocre existence only to flourish in your presence, where a hint of your smile brightens even my forlorn seclusion.

My envy of the wind is irrational for it merely caresses your lips. Yet it has the freedom I do not, as I long to openly embrace but I cannot for your heart belongs to another. 

From afar I can dream of a love affair but for now our friendship means more to me than anything this world provides.

Like the knights of Old you’ve shielded my heart with your gentleness in a way I’ve never 
felt before.
	
A choice has been made and my mind must accept that we are only friends in spite of that my spirit yearns for us to become more
		
So I will anticipate and dream that one day again I can feel your lips pressed to mine and 
to hold you in my arms and hear the murmurs of two hearts saying, “I love you.”