Just

I'm conflicted

I love you, I always will.

But he needs me too.

We need each other,

Hazel eyes with olive skin

or

Fair with bright blue eyes

He understands though

What it's like to be broken

Maybe not the way I am

But we know how to heal one another

Lick the others wounds

When you saw my wounds 

you glared and disapproved

You never did comfort me

You just shrugged it off like a childish quip

He holds me, and tells me that I mean more to him than that

Yet your eyes still linger

I said it before, didn't I?

That we were friends, and that was it

Then why do I feel like we are still

So much more

I love you both

But one is the future

and one is the past

I no longer feel entitled to call you master

You're just my friend

My handsome funny kinda snobbish friend

I love you

I always will

and though I may sometimes dream of your kisses

or reach for your touch

I know in my heart

That when I'm broken

He is the one that I want.