Just Friends

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 You like me but don’t want to lose me

That’s why we are better as friends 

Friends don’t know how you taste. 

But we are just friends. 


It’s better to be friends

Even though we have enough chemistry to make a lab explode.

Friends who constantly check each other out.

Friends who know what we look like without wearing clothes. 


The type of friends who giggle at stupid jokes and can be our true selves . 

The friends who can find any excuse to go out for a couple of drinks. 

Friends who worry about each other 

“Text me when you get home”


Just friends who tell each other secrets 

That no one else knows. 

My biggest secret is you. 

Hiding it from everyone we know. 

Knowing we should be together but having to just be friends. 


Right person, wrong time.

Do we just have trauma and we are scared to take that leap of faith? 

I trust you to not break my heart.

Just give me the chance to be the one to show you, not all relationships are the same. 

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