The day I walked on down that street,
I never thought that I would meet...
You are my best friend
and I can't live without you...
As i stand
listening to them talk...
*my older sister Mary wrote this poem when she was...
My little sister...
My boy Casper
Full of character...
When I look at you
Do you wanna know what I see...
I love you more than you could ever know
Even though sometimes it doesn't show...
The twisted halls
That seem never ending...
What would the world be,
If it were just you and me...
When you've fallen hard,
When you've hit the ground...
So there is this girl
i consider her my best friend...
The reason i didn't tell you. Is because i know...