the space between us
grows smaller
as we hug
the hug
of best friends
with deep understanding
of the pain and suffering
faced every day
yet the space between us
small though it becomes
is a barrier
in thoughts
in actions
in emotions
I easily tell you
how I feel
and know you
do the same
but
one thing
I can never say
though I say I love you
the true depth
of my love
is not felt
for though I love you
with a passionate yearning
to know you
to hold you
to never let go
you see us as friends
and nothing more
I wish to be held
to hold you tight
just to be
together
whisper in your ear
look you in the eyes
touch you
and feel
that you love me













Comments
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We are who we were.
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life is a badly written musical play
acted out differently every day
with too much drama, not enough song
and a wait for the end being way too long
i wrote this about my prom day btw....
--
life is a badly written musical play
acted out differently every day
with too much drama, not enough song
and a wait for the end being way too long
--
life is a badly written musical play
acted out differently every day
with too much drama, not enough song
and a wait for the end being way too long
--
life is a badly written musical play
acted out differently every day
with too much drama, not enough song
and a wait for the end being way too long
--
life is a badly written musical play
acted out differently every day
with too much drama, not enough song
and a wait for the end being way too long
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