I lie awake at night thinking of her

Speaking aloud to no one, but hoping she can hear me

We're alike in so many ways

But it's hard to make her realize that her friendship is all I need

To talk to her is like making love to the soul I've been searching for

To have found the part of me that each of us seeks

She'll be gone soon and will never know how I feel

She'll never know the impact I've felt from her presence

Or just how close to love I may have come

Sometime...long from now...she may think back and remember our encounter, however brief, and smile

And maybe...at that same moment...she will be part of my thoughts and our souls can be together again