My friend just told me that she loved me,
But I don't think she loves me the way I love her.
"I love you too."
But I do love her,
I love the way she always knows what I'm talking about,
And the way she tells me all of her secrets
Because she knows I keep them right next to mine.
"You're my best friend, I love you so much"
She responds with her head resting on my shoulder.
The words I say have no meaning,
Because I know I don't love her the way she loves me.
the room smelled sweet
sweetness a mix between
the sterile and calm
a sweet temptation just out of my reach
yesterday
to you i was nine years old
with a black hurley hat
that never left my head
the hat that you would take
and try to hold it far above
my reach knowing i could never get it
Summer nights
Taste of sweet smoke
Laughter and kindness
The generosity of strangers
The hopes of tomorrow
And the struggles of a past day
Fall days
Feel the heat on your back
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