My heart skipped,
My tongue swirled,
My palms sweat.

I danced with the tune of a lover,
To impress upon her;
I’m her true love.

I pursued her to the ends of the world,
To have her hands, till death do us part.

She noticed my gaze and gestures,
She spotted a clown in great haste.

Warily,
She kept her hands to herself.

Tenderly,
She gave a vow of friendship.

My heart shattered from unrequited love,
But I accepted her vow for all its worth.

For Time has taught me.

Of all the relationships,
The best is friendship.

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