Comfortable
Talkative
Sensible
Intuitive

                  Witty­
                  Daunting
                  Giddy
             ­     Flaunting

                                       The best one
                                        I could pin
                                        Is second-to-none
                                        Win-win

What makes best friends?
Is it the duo that outwardly click together
Or the unexpected secret bond between outcasts?
What even determines best friendship?
The time spent together laughing and growing
Or the depth in which we laughed and grew together?

Should we even dare to do so much as to
Claim one person as our favorite?

Are best friends there all the time
Or there for all the problems?
Could best friends be comfortable with
The shallow stuff or the meaningful stuff only?
Could someone's best friend not think of the other
As their best friend?
Does a best friend need to be someone you
Talk to in person only?
On computers only?
Or a mixture of both?

How could I be this dumb
Dumb to think I would be any different
Different from the other girls
Girls that you've kissed
Kissed with no passion
Passion I so desperately crave

On this drunken night
Night filled with lust and want
Wanting to be loved
Loved in a way different than a friend
Friends is how you see us
Us, being an us is what I so desperately crave

Glint of mischief in your eyes
Eyes that boar into mine
Mine swell with happiness
Happiness that can only be felt
Felt with your kisses
Kisses I so desperately crave

"It was a mistake, I'm sorry"
I'm sorry too, sorry that I fell for you
You broke my heart without another look
Look away while I put on a fake smile
Smile to hide the pain
Pain that I so desperately crave

We used to be best friends
Best friends that shared everything
Everything is what you are to me
Me, just me, boring and plain
Plain and simple you don't love me
Love me the way I so desperately crave

I crave your passion
I crave an us
I crave your kisses
I crave the pain
I crave your love
Does that make me desperate?

best friends can break your heart too and just as a lover might you are going to cry.
constricted chest, you are going to walk swiftly past her like she was never the one who sat in the car next to you as you cried into your knees.
you left a sweatshirt at her house and she borrowed your favorite book.
these are things you arent going to ask to have back because maybe she'll ask for you back.
you have matching names on tumblr and both of you are waiting for the other to change it to something else.
remember when you walked home with her and you picked flowers and laced them through each others hair,
remember how you two were always changing but always at the same time,
remember how she was the only one who knew how to handle your emotions.
she is gone now, and youre not exactly sure why.
maybe she needs space.
maybe you have been replaced.
maybe you became too much,
maybe she changed but this time you didnt,
maybe it was just time to let go.
either way your heart is broken and there is no one there to sit next to you in the car as you cry into your knees.

She was with him and he with her,
Like parallel lines, they really were.
One loved the other but couldn't tell,
Likes they were, but they could not repel.

Curious they were about each other,
Like when a child sees another.
Strongly anxious yet hesitant,
Innocent it was, something prevalent.

It was special, that exact moment.
Better than love or any sort of romance.
Friends they were and they loved each other,
He looked at her, like he looked into the mirror.

I still remember the first time we met
I can even remember the way I felt
I even recall the words you've said
You told me we'll be friends till the very end.

But the day came for me to wake
And I realized, those words are just for a sake
You told me that you have to walk away
I never thought it could feel this way.

You said that we'll just ignore each other
And that you won't be anymore a bother
But it seems fate is not on my side
Cause it bothers me more when your out of sight.

How I wish yesterday would be tomorrow
Full of happiness and out of sorrow
Cause even thought you've hurt me this much
I want you to know that I miss you so much.

In the days of princes and jesters and coronations and queens
We humpty dumpties fell to the ground
As we let our walls break down beneath us
And we didn’t need all the kings’ horses and all the kings’ men
Because we put each other back together again
And sat there in our piles of rubble
And talked for hours about each ****** crumbled