So often people say they found their lover in their friend.


I just have to wonder if they've found a means to fit their end.

I thought I knew you for so long, but now I've come to see

That Mika is a stranger, and you don't remember me.



For the first time in my life I wanted someone I could keep-

To treasure me both heart and soul, to hold me in my sleep.

When I saw you I was overjoyed, my search at last concluded,

Who knew that I would come to find that I was just deluded?



Because as we grew together something still kept us apart,

I have your body and your mind, but I'll never have your heart.

And I still wish that we could have that true love and forever,

But reality stole my happy ending, leaving me with never.



And if you asked, what would I say?

Would I dare to throw it all away?

Would yes be right? Or is it no?

But we never ask, so on we go.



And still I know that in the end,

You're not my lover but my friend.

This is the truth that I despise

When I suddenly realize:



We're not in love.
I would want to live longer...