Lovers or Friends?

Friends come and go. But I believe you’ll stay. I can’t help but get the feeling that you’re the one I’m suppose to be with. See we all meet people for a purpose. You easily slid into my life like butter on toast. You came and ever since then this tingle I get inside of me doesn’t fade away. We talk endlessly. I’m just waiting for the day that the dreading “I’m done with you conversation” appears. Hopefully it never does I want more day’s hours weeks moths with you, but who’s to say this will work. We still have yet to see where this lead. But Id rather have you hear with me holding late night conversations after… well you know what happens next. Or am I just getting ahead of myself thinking we could ever be together. After all we are just friends.