you barely now her
she barely knows you
it's vice versa
but she's not your bestfriend
she's the one
who understands
it's so weird
and not very clear
but you can't let go
because once you do
it's gone for you
she feels the same
but she doesn't know you know
maybe she does
but you might not know
you barely know her
she barey knows you
one day we'll see
what this connection leads
is it good
is it bad
we don't know
we'll have to see
we'll learn more each day
sooner or later
we might not know at all
she understands me
I understand her
she wants to spill it out
but we don't know how
we keep it inside
but we see it
in each others eyes
this friendship is blind
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Depressing stories
ПоэзияI write poems about depression. They're half fiction and half non-fiction. I hope you can relate and if you do please follow for more ( I follow back)
