Best friend: Big Things

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No 

I don't have a crush on my best friend 

But

I let her pick at my face and pop my pimples

Even though I think it's gross 

So I can feel her hands rest on my face

And sometimes her thumb rests

On my lips


No 

I don't have a crush on my best friend 

But

The way her body curves  makes 

my heart

Beat faster

And my lips 

Curl up

Though I'd love to glance down

And memorize every bend

I am content if my eyes never leave hers 

Green laced with streaks of blue


No

I don't have a crush on my best friend

But

When she suggests we all "cuddle" when we 

Three or four have a sleepover 

I always find myself right in front of her 

Stomach to my back

Arm around my ribs 

And I wish I could lay with her more often 


No

I don't have a crush on my best friend

But

When I wore our other friend Kaya's bikini in front of her

I basked in her glances  like sunlight

And when I watched her side eye me when we ate 

Kabobs on Kaya's back porch 

I wondered what she'd look like in a bikini

Even if I already knew she wouldn't because 

The scars on her thighs and upper arms

Are unlike mine scattered and unsuspected 

Hers are in neat rows 


No

I don't have a crush on my best friend

But

When she said she thought it would be funny

If we touched tongues 

I didn't object 

So we did 

Briefly 

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