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understand

I think

I'm in love.

 

I don't mean

the romantic kind.

 

I'm in friend love.

 

Does that make sense?

No?

Okay.

 

I feel disjointed.

I feel out of place.

 

I'm in friend love.

I'm in love with the idea

of being friends.

 

Does that make

a little sense?

Maybe?

Okay.

 

I absolutely

positively

want to be friends

with someone.

 

This makes more

sense,

right?

A little?

 

I still feel

out of sorts.

 

Does this make sense?

Maybe more so?

Good.

 

I'm in friend love.

In love with the idea of

being someone's friend.

 

This makes more sense.

Yes?

Good?

Okay.

 

Something is

pushing me.

To be friends with

someone.

 

I think

I'm in love.

But not romantically.

 

Understand?

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