Dane

I swear you must be seven feet tall

So it really must hurt when you fall

You were friends with the groom, I with the bride

We didn’t speak then, but I think you may have tried

I always thought you were just a friend of a friend

Even through all of the gatherings we both did attend

I thought it was random when you asked to hang out

But I ended up coming even though I had doubt

I was honestly surprised that it never got weird

And any tension we had suddenly cleared

At the end of the night you had something to say

You had admired me, from that very first day

I thought it was nice and I thought it was sweet

But I knew I didn’t want to lie or deceit

So I told you I didn’t feel the way that you felt

That friendship was all I had under my belt

And you said that was fine, you understood

You still wanted friendship if you still could

So from that moment on we hung out everyday

And you never got to say want you wanted to say

We had really good times, me and you

I never wanted what we had to be through

But I knew you still had strong feelings for me

There was a place in your heart that was still empty

Again you worked up the courage to speak

And I had to tell you again that we had hit our peak

I thought you were funny and that you were smart

But you were never able to win over my heart

I think maybe you thought one day things would change

And then I struck your heart at close range

I didn’t know at the time, that would be our last day

That all the good times we shared would be thrown away

I’ll still think about our friendship out of the blue

I don’t regret the things I said, but I do miss you.

I swear he must be seven feel tall

So it really must hurt when he falls