I like to say I was not a child -
     but I am lying and you know it.
Many moments did we stand, I often on my
       caffeine high,
talking shadows, awkward, gawking.

I hugged you those days, all I could,
saying we were just friends,
but      I was lying - did you know it?
Flirtation flew high in the air,
our innocence, our downy hair.

I told you once that I felt ill -
I was mostly lying     but you believed me.
Took me in your just friends arms,
whispered in my eager ear.