I wanna wrap her words in suave tissue, tied with tender tape, then put it in the darkest place, reach for it every time I need her.
and god, only if happiness can be wrapped in a box, so I'd wrap mine for her, with a bouquet full of shiny sunflowers!
I know that you'll read all what I wrote, and I know that there's no (thank you) in our friendship rules, but yeah, thank you for being here and there when none was, thank you for being my best friend, my sister, and me! at this moment, I want to snap those cupcake cheeks, and yes, I love you. incredibly, deeply, Shamma.