He

He was always the one...

The one who was there from the beginning till the end...

The one who could play with my feelings and get away with it...

Cuz everytime i hoped it would be different....

I hoped that he would know how much he meant to me...

I hoped that i would mean as much too...

Even half as much...

That i wouldnt just be there...

Like something insignificant..

A picture in the background...

I wish he would trust me...

Know that i'll be there for him...

I wish he knew i love him...

Though he's not my lover...

He was my best friend.

He is my friend.