i know nothing and admitt it.

it may seem like a fact
the way this friendship is more than platonic
how exactly can i hold you?
how can i tell you everything will be alright?
at what point will you grab me in your arms and tell me you know?
i may not know when or how to help
but i try
and though i become that nuisance in your ear
and im crawling up your spine
you love it
you live with it
and you want it to continue.
if i werent here
would help answer when you call?
would your dirty laundry be cleaned?
would your heart burst into tears and flood this nation with God's holy name?
you are left unspoken
your sentence is blank and looking for a sign
where do we go when time calls out our name?
when can our psyche represent all we live for?
when i open my eyes and reach to the sky
your hands cover over mine.