Irony

oh what Irony is this
that the boy I want I cannot kiss
I talk to him and he talks to me
with him I just might be happy
love is nothing more then an illusion?
guess I have yet not woken from the delusion
I loved you once, I love you now
but I will let go some way, some how
I'll be waiting for you forever I guess you can say
waiting, longing, hoping, praying that you too might feel the same one day
your words trap me
never before would I thought this day I would see
that a guy could make me lose control over words
he causes them to fly away like so many little colorful birds
oh what Irony is this
that the boy I want I cannot kiss
he is my best friend
the one I want and need in the end