Friends or Lovers?

You tell me that no love for me dwells in your heart
And suggest that we just be frends
At least for now . . .
Which causes me to ask
What happened to the love that was once there?
Where did that love go?
And what has happened to us?
I know that I have been less than perfect
But I have tried to be the man of your dreams
And I have never stopped loving you
Never, ever, nor will I . . .
So, I ponder our here and now and our tomorrows
And I ask if we can once again become lovers?
Because I want to be your friend
In fact, be your best friend
And be your lover too
Can't we be both?
I hope and I pray
That someday soon
That may be the case
And so I will wait and hope and pray
For that day
Whenever that may be . . .