I loved someone Who is just my age For many years we're best friends Suddenly I thought why not we love me? But immediately my brain said As everyone mentions friends not remains friends But heart stated your choices Next day I confess my love But just denied my love But remains as long as best friend But we made a promise not to say That we are in love but as a good caring soul Makes me still to regret, But I want to make to ruin that moment ! I may get a chance as to love any other But any one can confess me their love But every second I'm still love with him Surely I will say about my past love, It can either him or anyone Either similar to his taste or my other friend ! Whether it's that fate or my buds of choice?