just friends
you said youfavor color
was red
and that you loved
the walking dead
you told me all the things you loved
but you never said me
i know it was silly of me
to think that you would love me
i mean look at you
do you blame me?
when i was little my grandma always told me
that its better to love and lost then to never love at all
so i choose to love you
but i never knew loving yoou would hurt so bad
i dont regret loving you
i dont hate you for not loving me back
i understand
you just wanna be friends
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