Friends

by Marine Wife   Oct 14, 2005


You're not friends because you sit with eachother at lunch
or talk on the phone. or wear matching flipflops. you're
bestfriends because when she smiles, a grin forces itself across
your face. no matter how mad you are. when she cries. you
instantly feel her pain, & want to cry with her. when you look
her in the eye, you know there is nobody you could ever trust
more. regardless of how many broken hearts you've had.
that's what it means to be best friends

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  • 18 years ago

    by shavaughn

    Good poem i feel the same away about my friend i love her alot because she is my sister