why i’ll never fall in love:

if we were only friends,

i wouldn't want to kiss you like this.

you walk by, and i am caught up

in your cold hands, blue hair,

how you smoke half a cigarette

and say you've won back

another three and a half minutes.

you put your arms

around your own waist,

and my head warns my heart

not to beat so faintly when i look

at your soft chin, grey eyes.

so enter love, enter fear,

the first words to a false romance,

because we're only friends.

and i know you smiled at me first,

but your eyes were so clear,

i couldn't make out what you meant.

it was just coffee on a rooftop,

a breath of city air, before

you took a taxi to the airport.

these are things i won't forget,

just like you'll always say

that we're only friends.

i think i'll stay alone, then;

but loneliness is just a way of life.

and in the springtime,

i will still spring reckless

back into wanting you.