Friendzone

In freindzone

The tiny peck that says goodnight

As the door closes off your light

A shoulder that you cry on

The nice guy you rely on

But the shoulder that I cry for is so cold

No pitch required, already sold

Packaged and all yours to own

On a dusty shelf in freindzone

Just an easy touch

Never asking much

I`m just a place to be

But do ever think of me

Sitting here until dawns light

On the whisper of a maybe or a might

Hanging on to the off-off chances

Outsider bet of your romances

Waiting by the phone

Stuck in freindzone

Do you ever even see

The love that hides so deep in me

Do you ever hear

The cry that is so quiet yet so near

The yearning to be yours both day and night

Says my chaste forehead kiss goodnight

The passion that`s condensed to quips

As you wander off to other lips

And when your lips a cracked and broken

Sucker punched by words he`s spoken

I am ready for your call

The safety net to break the fall

Answering the phone

In freindzone

Do I serve your purpose

As I wait and stand

At your service

Your command

A toy soldier left to waste

Not discarded just incased

Answering the call

Ready for the fall

Alone

In freindzone