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So much love yet friendship

So much love yet friendship
So much love, it blurs the line,
Between friendship and something divine.
It’s laughs too loud, it’s hearts too close,
It’s sharing secrets no one knows.

It’s late-night talks and stolen looks,
It’s chapters written in unwritten books.
Too much love to just be friends,
A story that bends but never ends.

It’s in the way your name feels right,
The way you’re my calm and my late-night fight.
It’s hands that linger, eyes that speak,
A bond too strong, yet leaves me weak.

It’s the way we laugh until we ache,
The way our silences never break.
It’s more than friendship, less than confessed,
A beautiful chaos, unaddressed.

We tiptoe lines, we blur the rules,
Fools in a game without the tools.
So much love, it’s hard to hide—
Are we just friends, or something untied?

Maybe we’re both too scared to name
The thing that’s growing, the thing that’s claimed
Our hearts, our space, our every thought
A dance between lines we’ve somehow brought.

It’s in the quiet moments, the accidental touch
The way my world tilts when you’re too much.
We call it friendship, a safe disguise
But the truth is hidden in the way our eyes collide.

We’re playing with fire, but neither of us fears
The flames that flicker, the sparks that appear.
It’s a risk worth taking, a leap of faith
To see where this thing goes, to see what it creates.

So let’s keep the charade, let’s play it cool
But deep down, we both know what’s real.
The line between love and friendship blurs
And maybe, just maybe, we’re meant for more.

It’s the way your name feels like a melody,
A tune stuck in my head, playing endlessly.
The way your laugh rewrites the air,
And suddenly, nothing else compares.

It’s the pull I can’t resist, the gravity you bring,
Like the world tilts when you do that one thing.
We’re orbiting something we won’t define,
Caught in a rhythm, toeing the line.

Friends, we say, but it’s a lie,
Because friends don’t make your heart fly.
They don’t linger like this, don’t burn this bright,
Don’t haunt your dreams every night.

So here we are, this undefined mess,
Too much love, too scared to confess.
But maybe someday, we’ll tear down the walls,
And let this friendship become it all.

@oriole_b