I know I’m going to lose you,
Not immediately of course, that would be too kind,
Days would go by, months would go by, maybe even years,
And I would lose you, like I’m being fed with slow poison.
We’re friends, you would say, to everyone you meet,
We’re friends, I would say too, to everyone I meet,
We would be known by each other’s friends,
As the most important friend we’ve ever had.
That would be the start of the premeditated path,
Where I would be standing alone at the destination,
With having lost you somewhere along the road.
There is a fine line between friends and lovers,
But we’re friends, nothing more and nothing less,
You make sure to remind me that every chance you get,
I pretend it doesn’t wear down my heart little by little,
For I am no saint, I also make sure to remind you that every chance I get.
There is a fine line between friends and lovers,
I think I crossed that line a long time ago,
I tell myself that I haven’t, but the way I act around you confirms that I did,
It’s okay though, because I think you crossed that line long ago too,
I can see it pooling in your eyes and dancing in your smile,
When I catch you staring at me with a little too much love,
For me to just be your friend.
Sometimes I wonder,
If we’ll linger on this line forever,
It’s almost like a white noise at the back of my head,
It’s almost like I’m used to that crushing weight on my shoulders,
It’s almost like I’m comfortable right where I am,
In that blurry line between friends and lovers,
Where you’re close to me, yet not close enough.
And that’s exactly how I know I’m going to lose you.
I am preparing myself for that day,
When I am no longer the most important friend you have,
When I am the only one standing on that blurry line.
I would see you get off,
Either with someone or without, it doesn’t really matter,
You turn around, you want to be there with me,
But you don’t come back, I knew you wouldn’t,
Because we’re friends, of course,
Nothing more and nothing less.
And against all my will,
Someday,
I get off the line too.