Here goes a new one. What do you guys think of this one? I'm not sure if it still neds an ending or if I should just leave it like that. Also, I'm not completely sure about the title too. Any feedback will be welcome! 
I have known her since a long time.
I have been coexisting with her, sharing moments with her,
Sharing a life with her…
Problem is I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow only for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her, at least for now,
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing with me the blues.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
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First edition:
I have known her for a long time.
I have coexisted and shared moments with her,
Shared a life with her…
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow only for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her,
At least for now.
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing the blues with me.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
Thank you Volaticus for your feedback!
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Second edition. Thank you FayandFire for your comments and your suggestions
I have known her for a long time.
I have coexisted and shared moments with her,
Shared a life with her…
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow just for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her...
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing the blues with me.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
How about it now?

I have known her since a long time.
I have been coexisting with her, sharing moments with her,
Sharing a life with her…
Problem is I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow only for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her, at least for now,
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing with me the blues.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
_______________________________
First edition:
I have known her for a long time.
I have coexisted and shared moments with her,
Shared a life with her…
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow only for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her,
At least for now.
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing the blues with me.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
Thank you Volaticus for your feedback!

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Second edition. Thank you FayandFire for your comments and your suggestions

I have known her for a long time.
I have coexisted and shared moments with her,
Shared a life with her…
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
Yes, I have laid on my bed next to her;
I even have a pillow just for her head,
My blanket is meant to be shared with her...
But I haven’t befriended her yet.
She’s heard my lost “I love you”s,
She’s been dancing and singing the blues with me.
Sometimes she’s given me the tools
To keep dancing during difficult tunes.
She’s been at the tip of my fingers;
Pressing gently, with her strength, the strings of my guitar.
She’s been pressed between my thumb and my index
Transmuted into words: words of love; of what we are.
How about it now?

