the need to love you
is burning a hole
within my soul
and I cling
I cling to you
like a Saranwrap
needing you to know
my desire of wanting
to love you
is still there
each time you're near
the happiness bubbles up
making my face flush
very much like how
the sky blushes bright pink
when the sun
steps over the horizon
every morning
and they part somberly
in the twilight hour
that's why we both laugh
in the manner of
long time no see
when we meet
and you hold on to me
as if never wanting
to let me go
but you must
and I must
because we are friends
and that's what friends do...
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