You said you never met
One of those people before
Or never heard of a person
With no desire to make out
I told I just want to be friends
A friend to go out shopping for books
Or that you honesty tell me
I look fat in those jeans
You never seen me in a dress
Or my hair long
And assumed I was a dyke
But sometimes, I fantasise about
Making love to you
On those odd nights
When the solitude is just too much
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Thanks for sharing your fantasies nice work.