Dear Best friend.
                       I cried today.
Not because you left me dancing in
                another hemisphere.
Not because I receive one paragraph
       of sparse-nothing information
                   from you a week.

Nay-

I cried because
you are the kind of best friend
who wafts beside me
                                                                            (like that time we led each other with our eyes
                                                                                                                             closed through the
                                                                                        crowded theme park-full of nonchalant
                                                                                                                        cotton-candy-people)
in all my sly, lively moments
and exerts more merry influence upon my wanderings
than all the other

7 billions souls on this               [The Foolish Blue Globe]
put together.

LOST  
I lost in a forest
With  trees but no leaves
All where no air no water
Just for name sake there were trees
            I asked , I screamed ,I roar
WHY,WHY,WHY it happened
I was crying, paling .panting
I was in  great vain
No oxygen no carbon dioxide
I was choking
Because came without cylinder, In
the hope for trees
Hope destroyed , it sprinkled over
******* trees, Hope hide off  I was the situation bigger than death
that  you live but with no trees......

you make me feel gross
the way you touched me
and talk to me.
the lies to fed to me
and the way you let me
believe the **** that
you told other girls
you're gross.
and i hate every
single thing
about
you.

When looking for love leave no stone unturned
When fighting for what you want be an animal viscous and strong
When all the odds are against you keep at it
When looking for love don't forget sometimes it finds you

While you're searching don't forget to stop and looking around it maybe right next to you
When fighting for love make sure you're happy
When the odds are against you make sure the odds aren't trying to help you
When looking for love time is the best healer and tool

Time does not mean wait on them
That's not love
That's lust
Love isn't one persons job it's boths job
Love can't be a princess waiting on a knight
Sometimes that knight just snuck by the dragon so it'll fight their demons

Meet them halfway and see what real love is
Meet them in battle and help each other win
Meet them in hell and climb out side by side
Meet them in happiness and find happiness

When searching for love you must try
You must be able to walk fight and trust them
When searching for love search for a companion not a lover