The me she knew

He's dust in the breeze

A shadow that whispers through the trees

I'm here

I'm near

But not who I was

A quiet echo

A paused applause

When she calls

I'll answer

No questions asked

When she falls

I'll catch her

Unmasked

Platonic

Ironic

The love that won't bloom

I'll be the best friend in her crowded room

Her laugh's a song I know by heart

Her tears

A storm that tears me apart

But I won't cross that fragile line

I'll hold her hand

But never call her mine

A ghost of what I used to be

Still tethered to her memory

When she calls

I'll answer

No questions asked

When she falls

I'll catch her

Unmasked

Platonic

Ironic

The love that won't bloom

I'll be the best friend in her crowded room

A phantom flame

It flickers dim

A love that sinks but doesn't swim

I'll stand

I'll stay

In her orbit I spin

The best friend she'll have

Time and again