I am not,
shattered pieces
waiting,
to be picked up.

I wish I could love myself like you love me.

My oldest friend of time
I never had too many as a child
She is my cookie
When I think of sass.. I think of her
"You want a cookie?"
She is simple yet so complex
Picky but she can get wild
She is that friend you crave often
&
Always seems to find you at the right moment
Everyone keeps cookies
Everyone loves cookies
I love her but I love her most because she is a friend I don't need to agree with to understand
She has her own way of cheering me up
Even when she doesn't understand why
She is my blue heart
She gives this tough yet soft love
A frequency I couldn't survive without