in between hearts and hugs

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are we just friends still?

or are we even friends at this point.


because friends don't hug the way we do.

friends don't talk the way we do.

friends don't watch the way we do.

friends don't care as deeply as we do.


because every time I look into your eyes,

I feel like I've said something wrong, 

but I don't know just what it is that I've done

and the look you give me back is enough to break me.


and when we hug,

I feel like I'm being surrounded by my favorite things all at once,

I'm safe. I'm happy. I can relax in your arms. 

and for those few seconds, 

I feel at home.


when you squeeze me tighter,

I just want to hold on and not let go.

I want to wear your scent as my favorite perfume.

I just want to be with you.


and you know what that feels like?

it feels like you're relaxing in your old childhood bed.

it feels like it's just you and me like it once was.


it's my favorite place to be because 

I'm somewhere in between our hearts and a hug

and it feels like heaven.

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