My affectionate friend

Her eyes are beautiful and blue
i love her and she has no clue
i remember the days when she had flue
i would rep her in my arms , to me she has no care-phew
i lie not , i like it when she says hi?
affectionately i would answer but in despair

she said um a friend and she cares that i care
her words are not sower
its as of a fresh scent of someone from the shower
but for her i will fight and never cower
cowardly acts are not my thing
when we are together i know everything

i pray she finds out but i don't
i don't like loosing what i built
i like her favorite color gray
hm! she loves no nonsense in her way too
but in my mind i see us two
holding hands in love and me pretending to be a fool
i guess with me it's just cool