My Other Half (A poem about my best friend)
When I first met you
I didn't seem to know you that well
Mainly cause when one first mets the other the one thing you really know is their name
When we got to know each other more I realized you were just like me, but a but different
We slowly became closer and shared secrets to one another.
When I'm up, you congratulate me
When I'm down, you cry with me.
When I'm mad you help me punch a wall.
When I'm excited, you help celebrate.
When I'm nervous, you tell me to get the fuck over it and go.
When I'm in love, you say well make a move.
When I'm playing Zelda, your like "go go go!"
When I'm lonely, I'm not cause your always there.
I may have moved, change schools (cause fucking douche nozzles didn't accept my transfer), and text you most of the time.
We are still very close. Why? People may ask. Cause you and I are best friends. We are sisters, family.
No one can ever replace how I feel for you. Hopefully some one
doesn't replace me. I know no one will cause we are too close.
Liliana, thanks for being my best friend!