i am poem

i am his bestfriend his seceret halo
i wonder what he thinks of me
i hear his thought in my heart
i see his dimples that from when he smiles at me
i am his bestfriend his seceret halo
i pretend that i only think of him as a friend
i feel silly when he looks at me
i touch his soul with my words
i worry about what he thinks of me
i am his bestfriend his seceret halo
i understand his mind
i say ily
i dream of him telling only me a joke in my ear
i try to not to try around him
i hope he veiws me the way i love him
i am his bestfriend his seceret halo