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Jan 2015
I over-analyse words you send
Sometimes I think we're just good friends
You're just like a brother,
Is that what we are?

Drunken messages.
Sleepy messages.
Happy messages.
Meaningful messages.

When I see you I secretly wonder
What is this feeling that consumes me;
Your arms so comforting
Your smile filled with delight
You lift your drink with your left hand
That somehow makes me grin.

You are such a wonderful person
I don't want to lose your friendship
So instead I'll just keep quiet
Try to calm my swirling head.
Coconut Skins
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