Aug 24

Sitting next to you,
Trying to force a smile.
Giggling at me, your laugh lasts awhile.
Toying with my emotions, you give me a funny face.

When I run, it’s you I want to chase
When we depart, we hug and I feel the bliss,
Imagining the moment we finally do kiss.

This is my secret, this is my curse.
This uncertainty! I think I may burst.
My best friend is good. Would girl friend be better?
My feelings are plain like threads on a sweater.

I’ve thought of it now.
As we talk over chow.
Friends we’ll stay
And tomorrow we’ll play
Again.

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