Don QuixoteA Poem by YahalloOne-sided and impossible. What do I even want? Friends should be happy for their friends.
he's a friend.
a funny, cheerful, warm, and kind friend. somehow, he's my friend too. i don't feel anything rose-coloured for him. i make myself believe. i have to. otherwise, well, i'd create a triangle. i wish i had never walked down this one-way street. if i turn back now, i'll be crushed. forgotten. his touch tastes bittersweet. like eve in the garden, i forget he's a forbbiden fruit, that i'll never ever have.
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