A Friend Poem by Alyssa Wanii

A Friend



A friend...
One who is always there for you...
one who deals with you during your worst moments...
one who shares everything with you from a snack and secrets to an injury and the cold...
one who talks to you for hours on the phone even when there is nothing else to talk about...
one who helps you get through all those times when everything that once seemed perfect takes a wrong turn and takes a deep fall...
one who lets you cry over their shoulder when Him or He ditches you or starts to like another girl or when we talk about 911 and the war in class...
one who is everything you want and more...
All this describes a good close friend of mine...
She has deep mysterious brown eyes...
glossy brown hair with streaks of blonde that show you that she is always ready to do something fun at anytime of the day no matter if it’s raining or cold out...
Shes smart and quick on her feet and with come-backs if you deserve it...
she takes her time through life taking in every breath...
even though she is liked by so many and is loved by one...
she found time to be with me...
A girl who was just trying to find her way in life.
And I thank you for those times...
But now it is time for me to catch up with everyone and grow up...
I know it sounds like I am leaving you but I am not it is you who is leaving me you are moving on and I hope someday I will be a new..
grown-up and changed...
and when that day comes I hope we can look back at those old days and remember the times you laughed at my stupidity and you made me laugh because of your comedy...
when we watched the movie and when we talked at Dani’s Party...
and the times we talked on the nieghborhood sign and you would tell me it all and I would listen and help...
You told me things that at the time you couldn’t tell anyone else and I thank you for trusting me and since those days and from today and from now on I will keep those talks locked, kept away from the world..
And so to end this I say “Good-Bye”...
for I have seen your signals and signs on Monday to Tuesday and on the phone and I get it, I understand...
so do not feel sorry for me...
I will be okay thanks to you and all you gave me..
no matter who we end up with in the future and what happens to us when we go our seperate ways to high school...
I just hope our paths meet agin before that happens.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cristina Sepe 11 March 2008

: O ALYSSAA. You go to my school [: You gave me this Awesome. Beautiful. [:

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