Best Friends. Poem by millie st.claire

One.Two.Three.Six.
Juno. The Chair. Jim Tom
4 years,2 months, and six days
Telling each other secrets
Staying up late talking
Deciding what movie to watch to fall asleep to for bed.
Laughing at lunch
Walking to class, always sitting by each other
Long nights on the phone
Crying together when times were rough
I would jump in front of a car for you
You know i'll always be right here when you need me.
And your a true friend.
Your my best friend, my sister from another mister
God put us as best friends because he knew our moms couldnt handle us as sisters.

ILYY baby girl! ! :)