This'll sound weird, but I'm glad people don't see me as a potential mate
Not because I long to be alone
My purpose is anything but
If I am seen as I am-
A sister to most-
Completely off limits for traditional romantic love-
Then I can have friendships
Real ones
Without any foolish pretense
No falsity
Just truth
That way I know my friends are true
And I am comfortable with them to the nth degree
I'd give them my soul if they only asked me-
If they only asked me
If they only asked me
Since I'd rather have one true friend than a million lovers.
I say this now because it's college
Here it seems to be the opposite of my approach
All is pretense
Everyone is a potential mate
Which is why I stay inside
Accompanied by pink lamplight
And the thought of far-away true companions.
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