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Jan 2021
there's the flower of our friendship
planted by our eyes meeting
watered by shared memories
growing towards the light of our laughter

I like looking at the little flower of ours
listening to your guitar
eating our freshly baked cookies
lying on the floor in silence

it's fragile and small; the flowerΒ Β - still growing
I won't risk destroying it
buried under words filled with emotion

but I like being around you
the way you roll your eyes at my stupid jokes
our hourlong talks till night falls and the sun rises
the light touch of our hands

and I like you too much to tell you I'm falling in love with you
Emma
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Emma  22/F/Germany
(22/F/Germany)   
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