Best friend falls for best friend

a classic

sometimes tragic

rarely as magic as movies

but people love the possibility in familiarity

at least when it's she and he

but it was her and me

less classic

more tragic no magic here 

just the possibility in familiarity

 

Only I fashioned my 'possible's

from 'improbable's and 'implausible's

saw chances

in what were only glances

imagined myself a romantic comedy

where there was only tragedy

when's the last time you saw the story of two girls end happily?

 

If I wanted an ever after

I should have gone after

someone who appreciated laughter

initiated equality in conversation

pulled me out of my imagination 

and into a reality

but I had a fallacy

familiarity could go far beyond friendship

that a fair future wasn't far fetched

 

It was a stretch even for me

You see even as friends

it was bound to end

I found trends in our talks

things get uncomfortable and I'd be sorry

a fight would happen and I'd be sorry

she'd be upset and I'd be sorry

so ashamed of my feelings

I could only be apologetic

ready to repent for the romance I refused to pursue

because she'd have hated me if she knew

 

but I deserve to be loved too

I deserve to be happy without shame

I went in search of such a sense

I said I needed space

but she saw a black hole

and it consumed everything we had

most days I'm glad!

some days I miss the familiarity

of her and me and tragedy