are you out there, my dear?
hiding below my windowpane?
stand before me because i cannot see your eyes
the shy moon illuminates your precious face as you appear from darkness
millimeters away and tortured i am to be caged and unable to reach you
hands pressed up against the glass desperately wanting to have yours holding mine
staring speechless into your eyes
i release with trembling lips i love you
how does one explain the emotions felt when you fall in love with your best friend?
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