See, I just want a platonic friend.
Someone to have fun with now and then.
Nothing to do with intimacy & faded old lines.
Just someone to hang with, go out, a partner in crime.
Sadly, it’s so difficult to find,
that special person, that “one of a kind.”
Instead, there are so many hungry souls, that are sick.
They’ve become delusional on the meaning of platonic.
Have we lost the art of simply being friends?
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