It wasn't love
It was more
It was everything you can think of
Love
Lust
Attraction
Dedication
Neediness
Wanting
Deep
Divine
Godly
Artistic
And so much more.

We were just exactly that.

And the way he attracted me
Don't get me started with that,
I would need an endless number of books
A river of poetry
A lifetime length of conversations
Just so that I can explain how his eyes made me feel.
Let alone his entire body.

I loved him
And god, my one and only best friend, knows that I did
And perhaps he loved me too
That, I would never come to know.