Dancing In A World Alone
Throughout the years,
I have learned,
I have learned who my real friends are,
And who my fake friends are,
I have learned through tumultuous friendships,
Fights and tears,
Laughter and love,
But the best thing I have learned,
Is that I have a best friend,
One of a kind,
Warm and true,
My days instantly brighten when I hear her voice,
Smell her perfume,
Cuddle in the car and hold each other's hand,
As if to say,
Its going to be okay,
If I ever lost her there would be no point in living,
Life would go on but my heart would stand still,
So if I get lost on this island,
I want to have my person with me,
Because without her,
I am already lost and alone
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