Just a friend

by Mish   Sep 14, 2005


Everyday I wake up hoping to see his face. Each time I see him, he greets me with a warm embrace. One look into his eyes and my knees go weak. My heart races so fast, I can barely speak. He gently kisses my cheek as he says goodbye, with the smile on my face there is no lie. I'm falling harder than ever before. He always catches me before I hit the floor. He holds my hand from beginning to end. And says, "I couldn't have a better friend."

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