makai

by Tasha   Aug 3, 2018


I call you my best friend,
the friendship with no end.
its tough now to keep up
you in philly, living your life
me in ny, trying to do my thing.
need to set up a time to link,
sip in that hard drink.

remember the time with our mama
with hell lotta drama.
that blue pyjama.
our gokar so traumatizing

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  • 7 months ago

    by Ben Pickard

    True friendship is built of bonds that no distance can break.

    Take care,

    Ben