Jaan/Dost

You spoke to me and I listened
When I spoke, you smiled
I teased you so you'd blush
And it wasn't a lie

I really did laugh at your sorry attempts at jokes

But I could never call you my jaan
Because loving to talk to you
Isn't the same as love
But you refused to be my dost
And we're forever undone:
Neither my friend nor my love,
I wonder what we have become.
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