Treasure Island

herbert guitang


Just A Friend


Someone you can talk to
A person you can share with
The one who can care with you
Somebody who will be concern with you

Someone who can understand you
A person that gives you attention
The one who can share your affection
Somebody who can accompany you
in the storm and in the heaven of your life

Someone who can make a distance and give you space
A person with no creepiness and cleverness
The one with no strings of attachment
Somebody who is not special, but a simple
and ordinary “angel” of your life

Not a best friend
Not a girlfriend
Not a boyfriend
Not a mutual friend

Only Just a Friend

Submitted: Thursday, November 28, 2013
Edited: Thursday, November 28, 2013

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