These Arms

These arms were made for holding things
This I know
These arms are made for gripping things
This I know as well
For I did not know these arms were big enough
To hold the one I care about and grip my arms around
For now I want to hold you forever and never let go
I never met to fall for you
I say you tripped me
But, we both know thats not true
Fait has a funny way of working
Only when it's supposed to
I seen you
There was the start of something
I introdused myself to you
I then started to wonder more and more about you
Then I really came to know the real you
I started to fall for you
Then I kissed you
Sparks started to fly
I became unaware of the world because of the butterflies
The butterflies in my stomach
They were going crazy every time I'd even talk to you, think about you, or even see you 
That is something I can not explain
It just started to happen and still happens
For you may say I'm sitting here telling a story
If it seems like that then you and I are not ment to be
We can only remain friends
If we are ment to be you will understand the words that are comming from my heart
You will see how I am and understand my writing is the only way for me to communicate with you
I am not being distant
I am just telling you the truth
I never thought I was ment to be with you
I defied everything I beileved in and still took a chance
Where did it leave me
With nothing
I got scared
Yes this is true
I became rude and distant but I could not help but still think about you
I can not explain why
But know this... its the truth
I will always care for you
Even if we are only friends
I will always be the one you can turn too