The starting lead title disregards any introduction , so i hope i dont embarass you too much...




I met you at croos roads in my life

you are far too young and yet my heart always races

 when you are there. I am a friend , a confident you trust  when

in need. It is ok. I get it. I prefer to be that friend,

because i am not ready to stop seing you , not just yet, and mostly

because whatever you say; it is me you seek out first

when you return home.

We talk , we hug , we touch, we flirt, we kiss.

Are we friends ?

Yes . Are we just friends ? No.

Because you know how i feel , my eyes can not lie.

I love you, i am in love with you.


The End

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