May 2014
You are my platonic love,
My long-lost other half.
But not in the way that
First comes to mind.
You are my soulmate
My twin, my confidant,
I could spend
The rest
Of my life
With you.
But not in that way.
My long-lost other half.
But not in the way that
First comes to mind.
You are my soulmate
My twin, my confidant,
I could spend
The rest
Of my life
With you.
But not in that way.
I don't have a word for it.
Its something more than best friends,
but platonic, not intimate like lovers.
Soulsister, perhaps.
But she can only be described as my Marisol
Its something more than best friends,
but platonic, not intimate like lovers.
Soulsister, perhaps.
But she can only be described as my Marisol
(Missouri)
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