You’re my bestfriend, and I miss you
I never want to lose touch because you mean so much
I miss seeing your face, talking over the phone is just not the same
No matter how upset I was
I always wanted you or twig
Nice, kind, so sweet
I don’t take compliments very well
But every time you gave me one I blushed
I want you to be happy and when we get together I’m going to give you a giant bear hug
I’ll love you
Even when we go our separate ways.
The runner who hides
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ghetto-booty/
