The Others (How I wish love could experience me)

I sat right beside you,
As you describe her,
We both laugh at her smile,
You say it's all cool now,
But when did you talk last?
It really has been a while,
No need to draw blood,
I just want to talk friend,
Don't add pain to the pile.

Dear Mr. best friend,
I hope you listen,
Better than those above,
You're good at the start,
But bad in the end,
You just don't get love,
Just a grown up child,
With vices and failures,
Sung like the songs of.

Just let me in your veins,
And your arteries,
So I can see your dreams,
And your memories,
You know I love you,
Just give me some time,
When I'm in your mind,
Then I'm out of mine.