Oh no, babe he's just a friend
But she's low key crushing on him hard
She slides in his DMs, and sends him memes
She vibes with his humor, and feels a spark
He's just a friend, she tells her bae
But he can tell something is off
He sees her phone blow up, and hears her tone switch
He wonders who he is, and what they got
He's just a friend, she lies to herself
But she knows she's caught in a web
She wants him more than anything, and can't say no to him
She's stuck between two loves, and in a mess
He's just a friend, she says to her squad
But they can see through her facade
They know she's cheating on her boo, and playing with his heart
They warn her of the consequences, and how it will end bad
He's just a friend, she says to him
But he can feel the chemistry
He likes her more than a friend, and wants to be with her
He asks her to leave her man, and choose him instead
He's just a friend, she says no more
But she's already made her choice
She breaks up with her boyfriend, and runs to him
She thinks she's found her happiness, but soon she'll regret it
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She loves me
She loved me. When I was small and my wee stayed to the paper. When I was rumpled skin and floppy big paws and big eyes looking up and waiting for her hands to find me, scooping me up and bringing me into her. And we were happy, so happy, so very, very happy. I was so happy to see her and danced my circles so she'd know how much I wanted nothing more than for her to hold me. I'd wrap, wiggle, wiggle and wrap my growing body with my bestest happy dance, slumping and kerplumping into her warm parts just like she liked me to. She was there and I was there, and we were there together, and it was perfect. Oh, how she loved me! We spent all our time together, playing inside, outside, up, down, going round and round. And she petted me and called me good girl when I made poops, and sometimes when I weed in her front yard or the neighbor's, and I was the best girl. For her, I really was! And she scratched me behind my ears, and it was heaven. I aowooo my joy! And she aowoooed hers too.
By Christy Munson4 days ago in Fiction
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They’re always “just friends!”