3608 Miles Away

You live 3608 miles away in Alaska, but he still can’t stop thinking about you. I live 6 miles away from him and I’m just a friend. I see him every day with a glazed look in his eyes as he thinks of you, but I’m sitting right in front of him waiting for him to see I’m here. I love him, but he loves you. He loves you even though you have a boyfriend and your 3608 miles away. Whenever he goes to school with a ‘you’ problem, I help him, because he’s my friend. You love him like a brother, he loves you like you're his sole purpose for living. I love him, he likes me as a friend. I love him.

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