Five plus Five
Five plus five will always equal ten
But will he and I always equal friends?
Will it ever be anymore
Or is it fate like two plus two is four
I wonder what he thinks of me...
Or the reasons we can not be
One, Two, and even Three
There has to be
An explanation as to why he and I can't be
It's partly because it's forbidden,
But I wonder what he really thinks of me
As a sister, a friend, or something more?
I want to know before I go over board with thinking
Of him and dreaming of one day being with him
Will we always be just two
Or maybe one day become one
One as a whole, I want to know
Is it just a wild dream
Or should I keep on believing?
That someday, we will become one
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