it's a different friendship
with you and I;
like no other I'll have
before I die!

what started out
in the usual way;
got more intense
with each passing day.

it began with softball
and joking and drinking;
then all of the e-mails
started me thinking.

is this what it's like
to be friends with a sista?
cause it started to feel
the way it did with the mr.

my broken heart opened,
i poured out my soul.
you shared your thoughts
and made me feel whole.

my emotions overtook me:
with an adrenaline rush!
you asked what I was feeling
and we both became flush.

if we decided to kiss
right then and there;
it could have turned into
a real night-mare.

it's clear I'd have fallen
hook, line and sinker.
I thank the good lord
he made me a verbal thinker!

you knew I could do either,
with that old "free pass".
then I mentioned: unfaithful
and guilty feelings would amass.

we both know we made
the right choice on that day
even though I keep thinking:
"what would it have been like to play?"

"if things were different"
the old saying goes.
as for you and me;
who knows????