somewhere between prose & poetry

The first time we kissed, there was no kind of spark
it was lust laced with whiskey
but there was comfort in the touch
I gave your misery a listening ear
because I knew that's what you needed
As the sun started to rise, we drifted to sleep
holding onto to each other, neither of knew where it would lead
Now it's you that I can't get out of my head
wondering what you're feeling
wishing there was a song you'd write for me
but your heart doesn't seem like it's ready for healing
I know I'm not the safest bet
with a restless heart and a gyspy soul
but these days you're the one I come home for
hoping this hand I've dealt is one that you won't fold
I never saw this coming, the feelings I now try to hide
if I confess to you now, you'll run
I should know 'cause we can spot our own kind
Maybe I served my purpose, just being a friend for you
just another lost cause in the pile
that your broken heart can just abuse
You can't be to blame if you don't feel the same
I could never take it out on you
I'd be the last one to say hurtful things
after everything I watched you go through
We both agreed not to go too far
it's a vow we both have kept
But this is a promise I'd like to break
though I can't begin to figure out my next step...........