My best friend.

by m i s s k a t e l y n   Nov 15, 2008


Hours in the mirror,
waiting on comprehension
of who i am, who are we
what can we ever be

my best friend.
my true love?
my heart waits.
my head aches.

love is patient
love is kind

love in eachother baby,
in this world we'll truly find

true love, the hearts
perfect crime

the butterflies alive
i can feel it inside

a difference upcoming
a change among me
love in my heart
just can it be real?

i will let go,
pain i'll no longer feel
baby, just you can
make my heart heal

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