You’re busy when I’m not
You’re in my every thought
I worry incessantly
In the time you’re not with me
I don’t like putting you on the spot.
But here we are again
Struggling to stay sane
Through my mind’s haze
And for all my days
My thoughts don’t wane
At last I know what I need
I’m not your knight or steed
My friendship won’t be tainted
By the fantasy I’ve painted
Friends, we are, indeed
Love Acadaemia 