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My Twelve Labours

You were my first best friend,

And my first kiss.

We played spin the bottle,

Just us two.

We built Lego castles together after.

 

You were a stranger in a hotel,

And my friends dared me.

We kissed in the hot tub,

Just for show.

We didn't even know each others last names.

 

You were my best friend's first love,

And she was out of town.

We did all most everything.

Just never kissed because,

We couldn't forget it was wrong.

 

You were a friend still are.

And I am not sure why,

We kissed.

Just that we didn't fit, and

We shouldn't do it again

 

You were a challenge to myself,

And I think I really liked you.

We spent winter snuggling and kissing,

Just never speaking.

We stopped but weren't finished.

 

You were a rebound,

And you held me above your head.

We were locked in a room,

Just it was only for fun.

We parted ways and shook hands.

 

You were bad news surrounded by smoke,

And I loved it.

We had more fun than anyone.

Just I wasn't ready and you pushed me,

We had different timing but perfect chemistry.

 

You were the only other person there,

And we had nothing better to do.

We talked and waited,

Just thinking about the moment.

We had fun, I was your first redhead.

 

You came back for a the second round,

And I wanted you so bad.

We had one hell of a night,

Just there was someone else there.

We made memories and I hope we do again.

 

You are older than all the others,

And not anywhere as good looking.

We had time though, only

Just a little.

We lived the moment and I won't forget you.

 

You were his best friend,

And I was drunk.

We kissed in the men's bathroom,

Just I didn't want to.

We stole glances but you have a girlfriend.

 

You are beautiful and so unsure,

And I wanted to help you, so

We kissed on a sleepover.

Just I think it didn't really help.

We are friends that's all we learned.

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