friendships

The strange attraction between friends,

Ambiguous glances,

Hidden meanings,

And unspoken desires.

The soft touches between us,

A line waiting to be crossed,

A blur between friends,

Imagination takes over.

Desires begin to form.

Emotions blossom,

And then everything cracks, shatters, then implodes as you begin to question what’s real and what’s not.

How do you know what you are feeling is real?

Is it the proximity?

Spending every waking minute together, 

Close for comfort, not close enough for desire

A yearn for sinned touch.

Are reading too much into it?

Is it just the high or has it been there all this time?

Emotions don’t just appear

They grow and expand

Roots themselves in the parts of your mind that seem to be untouched by the desires you’ve locked away.

But this is how you fix it.

Scrub it from the mind.

Pump it full of substances

Meaningless euphoria that you’ve found solace in already.

If you trade one emotion for the other you can sink into it and forget anything else.

Honestly, I’d trade desire, or lust, or love for those good euphoric moments that make you feel like the world is yours.