The way you like your morning coffee
The way you eat pancakes with tea
The way you get lost in a book
The way you know me with just one look
Those are your ways I know the best
And I have my own kept the deepest
It's the way I didn't squeeze your hand when you did mine
The way I flinch when you touch my spine
The way I look the other way when you stare
The way I ignore it when you care
Those are the ways I fight my best to turn away
The ways I try the hardest not to give it away
Ways dull and sorrowful
But the most painful?
It's the way I act like there's nothing
When your eyes tell me something
Because I wouldn't waste a decade of friendship
For something that we both might fall in too deep