In our friendship,
love's become a bit more,
I see her sadness,
feel her gentle words.
She wants me to act mature, not go too fast,
So I'll calm it down,
make our moments last.
I may act Mature,
but inside I'm true,
My heart just wants to talk,
about love, it's true.
No need to force her, no need to stress,
Her love is there, no need to confess.
I'll be more caring,
like a steady guide,
Let our love grow, not in a hurried stride.
With care and patience,
we'll find our way,
In the light of friendship,
love will stay.
I'll strive to be the one,
she dreams of,
Like a loyal, loving
and supportive enough.
As time unfolds,
in love's design,
It'll be a cherished find,
She'll be mine.
