Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Friends


The trade without time
Shows us that we have grown old together
As friends
Not lovers
My cold December
To your summer’s rain
Fit together
Like we were each other's Yin and Yang
To the end of time
Through heaven and hell
From years before
To the missing pieces of life and death
As some times, we fall in place
More than what any other friend can be
I give you not a huge, but rather a kiss
Only wishing we can be more than, what is that friends are ment to be...

Bio: One of my early poems. From my high school year in 10th grade. I wrote this when I found myself slowy falling in love, with my female bestfriends...

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