Title: Special friendship
by Chelsea from London | in writing, poetry
We hang out.
We have a laugh.
But now I can't stop thinking about what we could have.
He thinks we're just mates.
But I want more.
I feel we will fall out.
If he found out.
When I look at his gorgeous brown eyes.
I feel like I'm melting inside .
But I know deep down it won't work out.
Our friendship will end .
If I tell him the truth .
So I must keep quiet.
Hide my feelings.
It will be hard.
But I will try.
I'll let my feeling lie.
Until the right time floats bye.
A friend
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