my friend doesn’t know how I love her so
when I watch her
timidly
when she smiles
when we talk like sisters on her bedside
my friend
doesn’t know how much I care about her
when she leaves without a word
and I’m worried
she doesn’t know how much she’s missed
my friend
does she think about me as I think about her
when she sings
like an angel, to the stars
when she hides in the shadows
does she know
how beautiful she is?
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