Why?

Why? Out of everyone, did I fall for you?
You have so many negative points,
But every time I see you, you're smiling.
Or you're depressed and need to let it out.

Why did you choose me,
To be your punching bag?
You could of talked to anyone you wanted.
But you let it out in front of me.

The two of us, complete different,
But are great companions of support.
Heart-to-heart conversations, not a problem.
Can we not become something more?

The question I could have asked early on…
Knowing that it would be awkward.
But I waited, to not ruin the friendship
That I am afraid to lose.