Love
I sat there staring at a
blank page,
Wondering what to write,
in a mini rage.
She's so dear to me,
and ever
so kind,
we are so close,
it's like
we're entwined.
So it's come to this,
I just have to say,
You're my best friend and
I love you,
in every
single
way.
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