I'd sever the stars from the sky and place them in your hans if I
thought another wish they'd see the light of day.
But you stand beyond the sun.
Beyond the reach of just a friend
maybe if I grew wings, maybe if you lost yours.
These words would flow like water if you would let them scrape your heart
Not within arms length.
A silent cry,  I recive no comfort and as I colapse
we remain nothing more than friends.
As I hold my breath, a throat full of cement.
I am disgusted by repititon.  I accept this curse of friendship....
your friend.... friendship
ZAK GUBA