Spindly to put it mildly,
Boney to be blunt...

She cries tears at night,
thick and dark they flow like a river...

Nibble the pen,
stare off to the right...

You mutter 'excuse me' with a smile,
you stroll to the bathroom...

We're weird,
we have weird habits...

My best friend's smile gives me butterflies,
My best friend's laugh is infectious...