My Empty Shell

Strong and sweet.

Beautiful and neat.

Supportive and kind.

Who helps me keep my mind.

My very best friend;

Turns dark days bright.

Yet I worry;

They may be losing the fight.

First I see a raven,

Strong and dark.

Now I see an eagle,

Majestic and mighty.

Now I see a crow,

So similar to the raven.

Now I see a feather,

Alone and indistinct.

Finally I see the birds.

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.