Open Poetry #5 |
The Thin Line Between Friendship and Love Relationship |
TKHo New Member
since 2000-01-09
Posts 4 |
This poem is called Friends. This is how I feel about a soon becoming close friend. Enjoy!!!! Friends The kind of friends we've become is special and strong, I've been hoping for this for so long, Wheather you just want to be friends or more, Doesn't change the way of how I feel, Sometimes, somethings are worth risking for, but what I have with you is worth too much to risk for, The note was given to stop the wonder, Sometimes we are disparate for the meaning of relation, We then fail to relize the simple solution, The kind of love I feel for you is as same as you feel for me, Being good friends is not what I want......... It is what we both want!!! Please tell me what you think!!! |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
I think that the distance between being friends and lovers is only a breath, and if it happens, it should not ruin a friendship, if you are truly friends. Friends are forever. This poem shows you have given it thought Liz |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Welcome to Passions - and I simply agree with everything Liz has said - she is a wise one! |
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Nate Dogg Senior Member
since 1999-11-15
Posts 1658Georgia, Fulton |
I feel the same way as the above. Good poem and welcome to Passions! Nathan |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Welcome to Passions, TK! Great thoughts on friendship! Check your email! Denise |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
Welcome TKHO, This is a wonderful poem on friendship, I think if you arent the best of friends before you start anything else the relationship wont work anyhow , cause alot of the time its the friendship combined with the love that makes it work those are just my thoughts anyway |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
When you believe, you keep believing, no choice, it just is... HUGS Don't ask me where I'm going, just listen when I'm gone and far away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn. |
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