If you met
My best friend
You'd ask
How someone like me
Gained the honor
Of calling her
My "bestie"
You'd wonder why
She didn't pick someone better
And if you asked her,
She'd say
My best friend is perfect.
That's what confuses me about her
Of all the people in the world
She chose me to keep close to her
But I guess
That's what best friends are for