I could write a 50 page paper about you.
From the beginning to the ending
And all in-between
But come even closer
And I could make a book with our stories

Despite the oceans between us,
the countless wounds left behind,
and the many years spent away
from each other.
My heart still asks about you . . .

I always want you to stay by my side,
If that means I miss you when you are not around,
Then I miss you.

I always want you to be happy and smiling,
If that means I like you,
Then I like you.

I always want you to become my life,
If that means I love you,
Then I am in love with you.

True friendship is laughing when your friend falls before helping them up
True friendship is being allowed to criticize your friend for how they dress, but
        as soon as someone else does, you love their outfit
True friendship is knowing everything about each other (even the ***** details)
True friendship is missing them even before they're gone
True friendship is always being there, no matter what
True friendship is keeping each other in check
True friendship is understanding where you're boundaries are but pushing
        them just slightly with the goal of ******* them off
True friendship is knowing each other's emotions so well
True friendship is being able to guess what the other is going to say
True friendship is:
                            Magical
                            Amazing
                    and eXtraordinary

I loved climbing trees
I use to play with the other boys in the street
Street cricket was such a treat
I would lick 6, over the neighbors yard
loud and boisterous, as the other boys
No one said anything they accepted me as a boy
I was never confused, my ego was never bruised
As I grew, I met the girl I never knew
She took over, and now he has the best view
he's not buried, we live in mutual symbiosis
escaping this worlds unjust definition of my psychosis

Its been two years already
Didn't hear a word from you baby
Think we're good at ghosting each other
Or why wouldn't we hang out together?
Feels like there wasn't even a thing
Like all I felt or said went into nothing
How did all these moments just fade away?
Like it had never even existed?
It felt so real felt so lit
Little did I know
That it wasn't it
Anymore.