Falling In Love With My Best Friend
It was a casual July evening
I was with my bestie, Jake.
There was a tiny campfire, showing our faces
he wore a Hawaiian shirt
I had a pink orchid in my hair
I did not mean to fall in love with him,
but how could I not?
When Jake ook out the ukulele and sang, I was a goner
His hazel eyes had a sparkle I had never seen before
Had it been there all along?
Is this something I had missed for the past six years?
It mattered not now
It was summer
We were on a Hawaiian beach
A terrific place to fall deeply in love
with my best friend
Shangri-la
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