You

You’re dating a friend of mine.
He’s a good friend.
We’ve known each other for years.
I’ve known you for weeks.
Sometimes you look at me
when you don’t think
I’m watching you.
You asked me once
at a party where you drank too much
if I would date you
if things were different.
I didn’t answer.
How could I?
If he wasn’t such a good friend,
I would.
There are so many things about you
that I like,
that I love,
but he is a good friend
and I stay away from you.
Could things be different?
Perhaps, but they are not.