To a "friend"

Dear brown-eyed girl,

I remember the day we met. I walked into the room and saw you sitting in the corner, and it seemed time stopped. Taking my breath as though it was my last, my body was confused... Was I dead? Obviously not. The very day that our friendship began is the same day I fell in love. And the more I got to know you and realize THIS WAS IT the harder it was to just stay "FRIENDS". But for one reason or another, be it G-d or what ever supernatural forces rule over our hearts, it has not yet meant to be. I have tried multiple times to seek out other relationships, but you remain. I wonder at times if you know how I feel towards you. I try in vain to move on and tell myself it is just not meant to be. But even if it is days, months, or years that I have not seen you; once my eyes set their gaze on you I yet again find myself defenseless to your seductive spell. We remain friends, for as the cliche goes "I'd rather have you in my life, than not at all" but I wonder how long I can continue to walk around aimlessly with no heart. For the day we met you stole it. You thief, bandit, villain! Try as I may, I have been unable to retrieve my heart from the mysterious tower you have kept it prisoner these last 2 years. But in all honesty, I would not change one aspect of my life if I could take that moment away. Your laugh brings joy to my soul, your voice gives me new vigor, and YOU give me life. Although we may be separated by cities now as we seek higher education, and we no longer have the friendship we once did. I can not help but hope that one day, be it days, months, years, or even decades; my waiting will come to an end. Til then our Ichat and Facebook conversation will have to do.

Hopelessly yours,

Spare Tire