Best Friend

We have everything in common,
everything but one.
I see the way you look at me,
it will never be enough.
I see the way you look at him,
with longing in your eyes.
If only at night, you could listen to my cries.
He doesn't see you, don't you see?
The person you belong with is me.
I've been here forever, and I'll stick around always.
I cross my fingers and tell myself, this is just a phase.
I want to tell you these thoughts in my head,
this fact I just can't swallow
(no pun intended.)
I wont believe it.
It can't be true.
Could this really be you?
I can wish all I want, but it will never do.
I can't change who you are, and neither can you.
This isn't some phase.
Not simply a trend.
It looks as though I'm really stuck here.

Stuck
as the best friend.