You're the thought that starts every morning,
the conclusion to each and every day.
You're in all that i do,
everything i say.
You're the smile on my face,
the twinkle of my eye.
The warmth in my heart,
the happiness of my life.
You're my silly, mature, caring,
thoughful, cute and honest guy.
The one who i holds me tightly,
when i need to cry.
You're all i wanted.
You're all i need.
You're all I've dreamt of.
You're my everything.
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To, My best fren
I look at you and my anger rages like an ocean,
A vast sea of wasted feelings, and precious time.
Hurt by the tings you say and do to me and the things you dont think i hear,
Or you dont think i'll find out.
They always find their way back to me.
And the gaps and oceans between us grow wider and vaster and deeper.
As words get in between us until neither of us know wad to say,
And nth is left to do bt turn ard, and look the other way.
Telling lies to let other one noe who's nt hurt the most,
When really all it does is ear me up inside.
My empty heart is scareming,
fighting against the currents.
Of love and hate, pulling away frm each other.
Like the moon and ocean, as we grow further apart.
I want to talk,
to try and work things out.
To repair the rift that keeps growing btw us.
Bt words get in the way, we gt angrier and mre frustrated.
Bt hw do i explain,
hw i feel and hw much i want.
To have so much memories,
hanging out together every recess time,
share our clothes and eat choclates whn we're sad.
Spend nights tonning over jus to talk abt everything under the stars.
Do all those things that used to be so impt,
bt are nw forbidden.
Cos one of us might get our guard down,
and say things that will make another angry.
Bt somehw as i sit here and type this,
nt cos i wanted to, bt cos i have to for you and for myself.
The rift seems to heal itself and the ocean doesnt seem quite so bottomless.
And im smiling again.
Cos i know ur going to read this,
and understand it and me, and the way i feel.
Cos you always have, and i know you always will.
Its a bond that reaches over oceans and repairs torn hearts.
Somthing that only a best fren can understand.
Stop wondering, its only you.
