best friend, by chyanne204 Subscribe to rss feed for chyanne204

sometimes when i think of you
my hart goes blue
because our words are few but i love you
thats what makes me sad 
i kinda get mad 
because when we see eachother theres no hello
we used to be bestfriends
inseperable
attatched at the hip
everytimes we would get together it would be memorable
but we grew apart 
thats the sad part

Posted: 2011-04-12 23:42:34 UTC

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2011-04-21 05:34:28intoyou
good poem :) i know exactly how you feel happened to me too. It gets easier

2011-04-21 05:34:45intoyou
good poem :) i know exactly how you feel happened to me too. It gets easier

2011-04-23 17:52:52chyanne204
thanks:)