As I sit here Listening to the birds I think of you and the friendship we share The way you listen to me The way I love to listen to you I think back Back to the day when we became freinds The things that had to happen For us to be in the LMC the same hour of the day For me to build up the courage to talk to you For you not shutting me out and talking to me I don't know why I'm alive but having you to talk to Gives me hope that one day I will find my way No longer being lost No longer not knowing Why god saved me Why I am alive
Reason for writing:
I wrote this peom for a really good friend. I could never ask for a better friend, she has help me through some tough times.
Birth sign: Taurus
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