I call u my best friend but I don’t really know you,
we laugh and talk so much but what have we been through?
I’m not questioning the friendship I just find it funny
I’m not in a single picture on your mantle yet you still have called me honey
sometimes its not about the face time or the places that we go
it’s about the words that were said that made the friendship grow
I hope we make more memories sooner than down the road
I know we are both here to lighten the others load
so friends we will be
No matter the history
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem