Let me tell you a story of a hidden love:
They were locker neighbors...

Constantly wishing upon a star,
Up above behind the clouds...

Don't tell me that you love me,
Unless you really mean it...

Yes..., Just sitting here,
Up in my room...

You tripped,
And now...

To have you near me,
Will be a dream come true...

Every Friday night...
durning the the summer of '05...

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I wrote this poem to my ex-best friend. Although...

Friends
Reveal...

We've been friends for three years now.
From the moment I saw you...

I do love you,
I always have...

I had hoped to be your friend.
I had hoped to have your trust...