there are big ships, there are small ships
but friendship is the best ship of all
yet all those friendships are dusts
compared to the breathtaking rainbow of mine

we are completely different
but still alike in so many ways
we're a pair of mismatched socks
you're like a precious pearl hidden in the ocean
one of the amazing things
God have ever granted me in life
those dark clouds you see in yourself
my eyes look at them as rays of sunshine
I've never think of you as a sister
like other best friends do
you're more like a part of my soul
my better half

gossip and secrets
all sealed in our bucket
pain and tears
we share them in our prayers
strife and silly fights
I believe it will always end up alright
heartaches and heartbreaks
we mend them with cupcakes

you did not turn my frowns into smiles
instead you turned them into laughter
know that I won't fight for you
I would **** for you
whenever you shed a tear, I don't feel sad
something inside me just die a little
you've put up with me for almost four years
I can't be grateful enough for your existence

years and years from this moment
I want to be your bridesmaid on your blissful day
I want to be the first one you share the good news
when there's another heart beating in you
I want to be the one you play crosswords with when our hairs are grey
I want to be by your side during your final day of breathing
I want to be your best friend again in the after life

when and how you walked in my life, I don't think I will be able to remember
but I know for sure we'll make it to forever

hugging your knees, rocking back and forth
with tears streaming down your face
menacing thoughts dance in your mind
even a silent creak sounds as loud as a heavy metal song
blaming and cursing yourself
for someone else's faults
putting your soul on the line
numb, senseless
about to take the fall from a skyscraper
second thoughts might make you reconsider
if only your faith could search for a reason
to live;
even one is more than enough
yet that one reason decided to play hide and seek
not knowing you no longer have the strength
to hunt for it
instead of looking back
you take a step forward to the border
eyes closed, arms spread out like wings
inhaling deep breaths
the moment before you take the jump
and there you go
you fly into the air
letting the the gravity consume you
finally released from your suicidal thoughts

she can't stop writing poems    
there are so many words    
she wants to leave behind    
her desire is to leave a mark    
upon the world  
Augustus Waters once said,    
the marks humans leave are too often scars    
but not scars that she wanted to leave   
she just wants to be remembered    
not as a perfect person    
instead as someone who is touched by flaws    
she wants to be remembered    
for her mistakes    
her dreams    
her laughter    
her delicate words    
she wants to be remembered    
as herself    
because at the end of the day    
one lives in the hope of becoming a memory