From the Childhood Best Friend

 I can't help but think what would happen 

if I was not the best friend but instead

the lover who comes to sweep you off your feet. 

Would you see me as more than a reliable old friend 

or would we just be two people existing in the same space

 never talking. 

I can't help but wonder if I ever had a chance 

or if you were always destined to fall in love with the stranger 

who rolls into town and has an instant connection with you.