To my best friend(not a poem)

by Seule   Feb 21, 2005


Everybody dies one day or another, and it seems that there is no point in living past tomorrow. We always say that there is nothing to live for, but we are wrong. Where would we be today if it weren't for each other? Without the advise and knowledge that we shared what would we have learned? I love my time with you, and I hope you never leave me here to face this world alone.

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