We're more than friends and we both know that.

We're been friends for years. There were sometimes we ain't interact during the years. I don't know what happened as well yet we're back to talk with each other and more deeper than normal friends do. We support and stay with each other whenever one has the hardest time. We held hands; we hugged each other. We told each other about our days, where we are, what we eat, whom we go with, and when we arrive our own destinations. I don't know why we both keep doing this way everyday but like a couple does, but we are just FRIEND. By the way, I myself would prefer this way. don't want to into relationship because I don't want to lose you one day. Hopefully, other person could take you a great care instead of me. FRIEND πŸ’“

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