Tuesday, September 4, 2012
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Day by day, I realize what our friendship really means. It's happens when we start looking at each other's eyes, and not caring of the unseen bond that we have. It's a moment in the universe only us will ever understand, because our hearts spill affection which don't penetrate our skins. Spending time with each other for a short period of time because we're secretly, irresistibly attracted to each other. We don't mention the word love when we see each other, because ours just doesn't mean love in a more intimate sense at all. It's a friendship; just. a. friendship., and nothing more than how we're into each other's personality, and physicality. I wouldn't mind my friend not texting me or talking to me from time to time, because we know how dangerous it is to talk, and all we need is to become special friends, no more and no less. I'm waiting for some friendship texts the entire day though; just to know how my friend spends the day, and to feel odd even just for a while in a day.
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