Sparrow

His hair, his eyes.

How I love his smile, his laugh.

So funny, so sweet.

Always making me smile, and giggle.

But I’m trapped in the friend zone.

He’s so much more to me, but I’m just a friend.

Bubbly and bright, yet always faking it.

Ridiculous and strange, always an outcast.

Insidious and dark, with too much to hide.