Today it my bestfriends birthday .
I'm gone visit her later and we're gonna talk al night.
sometimes people give me wierd stares , finding it wierd that I talk to her al day,
but that what friends do right.
It's almost time I should go now , should be on my way.
I take her present and get in my car.
an half hour later I'm there , I looked at her from a far .
with roses in my hand I sit down on the soft grass, next to her grave I talk to her about how it been and she tells me how it is up there, meanwhile we let the time pass.
it gets dark but we don't care , then she said she needs to go back up there.
I let a few tears slip , but I didn't want to put her on the guilt trip.
so I said " see you next week".
and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
with that she flies away,
and I still think of her the next day.