Maybe

When I first met you 
I was looking for a friend
Now my feelings have grown stronger
All I wanted was a friend
I never thought about it before
But we were asked if we were going out
From then on I started thinking
I started to look at you differently 
I started to listen to your every word
As if it was your last
My mind started racing
What if we were going out?
Would it work?
What if it didn't?
What would I loose?
A girlfriend?
A close friend?
Or both?
Should I ask you?
Or will it be too late?
If it's too late I want you to know 
I'll always be there for you 
I'll watch your back
I'll be your shoulder to cry on
Your beauty is in a category of its own
A relation ship doesn't work on how much we have in common
But how different we really are