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Best Friends

The risk of love is loss

By MorganPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
Best Friends
Photo by Clem Onojeghuo on Unsplash

“Me? Well, of course, I don’t LIKE YOU like you,

I mean, we're friends, remember?”

We both knew I wasn't being true,

I remember, it was one cold September.

I thought that's what you wanted to hear,

I recall you chatting with your peers.

I didn't want to seem too near,

So I lied, and we both held our own fears.

All I wanted was for you to notice me,

But I was never the popular or the pretty.

All I craved was for you to see,

But I felt embarrassed for wanting something that seemed so petty.

I felt ashamed for harboring feelings for you,

Isn't that absurd?

So, I acted like our bond was just another hue,

Emotions hidden, lines between us blurred.

The truth is I didn't want to lose you,

The risk of love is loss,

And in moments shared, our friendship grew,

Facing life's dance, we pay the cost.

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Hi, I'm Morgan, a writer by heart with a passion for crafting innovative stories. Follow me for updates on my latest projects and achievements!

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  • Ha Le Sa2 months ago

    Fantastic piece! Good job.

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