My friend, with beauty.. too perfect to be shallow.. Her dark eyes pierce into the hearts of many.. and her laughter ignites the child in mine. We laughed together so many days... In our "younger years" that seemed like yesterday.. She taught me the meaning of laughter.. and the meaning of true friendship.. I could tell her anything. and she would never desert me, never think I'm weird, or insane.. never even think of me as anything more than a friend. Now, we lead different lives, with different goals, and different...everything. I miss my Bambie eyes, I miss her laughter.. I miss her zaniness, and the way she could make me smile, I miss the feeling of having a best friend.. We'll keep in touch, that I know, but it will never be the same as the days with careless youth at our side, wind stinging our faces, music filling our heads with carelessness as we drove.. no particular place to go.. just away...until curfew snuck up on us anyway.. And as we move into our own lives, may she always be a phone call away,, her laughter and her tears, always mingling with mine.. and our friendship strong and solid, to the end.
Reason for writing:
For the best friend I ever had.
Birth sign: Aries
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