To Her

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Written on Thursday

01/03/2018

At 1:25 pm


It all started with an innocent touch,

In the dark, till it wasn't innocent much.

She was supposed to feel nothing,

Not like she met her true pairing.


They were friends but she craved more,

Not realizing what she was asking for.

So the lines between their friendship blurred,

Not knowing what they were or where they stood.


Whenever she met his gaze,

His full lips she wanted to graze.

And whenever they were alone,

She would want to jump his bone.


It had all started with something simple,

Till in a well of confusion she seemed to tumble.

Because of how she felt for the boy she loved,

Without him, she never thought she lived.


She loved his eyes, laugh even his fart,

But she felt insecure 'cause she was fat.

She loved his jokes, stories even his lies,

'Cause they were with him her ties.


Him, she could never get over,

He was her best friend and lover.

Her companion and savior,

He was that and so much more.



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