Crazy she may be,

To gift something

She had yearned for him

To be far away from.

Something she wished he hadn't done,

Something she wished he hadn't sipped,

Was what she had given him,

To express her love, though not direct.

She was precious to him,

A friend he dared not to lose,

Opening up to her,

Was as easy as a pie.

Moments shared with her,

Was what he treasured to the core,

Though he loved his girl,

Words were left unsaid in fear.