Friends to Lovers

We used to walk,

For miles along any stretch of land.

Any trail a challenge accepted,

Unbothered by snow, mud, or sand.

We used to talk,

While the world around us laid to rest.

We spoke about philosophy and personal problems,

No thought left unexpressed.

We used to be friends,

Spending Fridays enjoying a good movie or meal.

Then I started to notice

The special way you made me feel.

Now we are lovers,

Spending Sundays entangled in my bed.

You are my friend and lover,

The needle to my thread.