I sip and think,
Drink, play something simple,
And dream my day dry.
Always talking in invented memories
Between us, our friends, and in secret.
Maybe your face
Has become the placeholder
For someone I never knew but needed.
Maybe I loved
Someone too intensely
Without extending it.
I never picture us having sex anymore,
But I can’t help imagine us being intimate.
We should pretend we just met,
And become friends again
With better experience.
I love the language you, it is easy to relate because I think we all have a friend like that
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True. Our feelings for others and theirs towards us are often more complex than they seem. And thank you. ❤
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So relatable
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❤ Thank you. ❤
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Great post 😁
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So beautifully expressed. And yeah, I agree with Soham, we all have a friend like that.
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