iridescent freckles

The day I got close enough to see the minute iridescent freckles across your face was the day that I discovered my new favourite place. A spot right in front of you, a world built for two. But what happens when the world wasn't built for you, but instead was built for people who, when I think about; are almost taboo. it feels wrong to know that you love another that you're so immersed in her just like how i used you to make my emotions smother. It's sad to know, that the paint on the walls will dry faster than the tears your beautiful eyes have made me cry oh, to feel comfortable in my favourite place again, to love you without betraying a friend. i know this is temporary, as are you. but is it so wrong to desire feeling like i am wanted too?