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We were just Friends
January 21, 2011
I don't know when
I fell in love with him
When the lines between friendship
and something else began to blur
I started thinking things,
unlike what I'd thought before
like what his hair would feel like
sliding through my fingers
what it would feel like,
to have his lips on mine
I don't know when it became
something bigger
Why I thought about what I looked like
When he came over
Or if I acted incorrectly.
I don't know when it became something more
when I fell in love with him.
© Anna Y., St. Robert, MO
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This article has 5 comments.
Tazmarie3991 PLATINUM said...
on Feb. 16 2011 at 5:01 pm
This reminded me a lot of some of my own poems. I like it, good job. =)
RedRosePoet GOLD said...
on Feb. 8 2011 at 4:24 pm
thank you (:
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