Darn Poem by Brie Carter

My phone call
To him
Was horrible
He says we could just be friends
I don't want to
I want to be more than 'just friends'
But I agree and say
'Thats the best for us'
He's says he still likes me
I like him too
But the age difference is a problem
He'll be 21 when I am 18.
Too bad.
He says to date people my age
I tell him I don't want too
He doesn't want to either.
But both groups of parents
Won't approve.
3 year difference
One year too much
Darn.
We still like each other.
More than the other could ever know
But we keep it a secret
Between the two of us.
I am still his 'buddy'
And still 'His Freshman'
I'm proud of my title.
I wish I was more than that though.
One day
When the blue moon comes
I will be in his arms forever.