years seem to come and go
in a blink of an eye . Each day
comes by each day we grow,taller and stronger. We seem
to be very good friends.
Standing up for each other,
caring for one another, but soon,
a time would come, that we would come,
that we won't be together.
Fears may come into our lives and frighten us,
we would be scared. And that is when is time
to ''grow up"... As we grow, we would remember
those times when we were at school together.
The times when I creid and you comforted me,
when I was lonely, you accompanied me,
when I was bullied, you stood up for me.
We were good pals. We never really got
got "really" angry with each other.
The longest quarrel was 2hours or just
half a day. We share the same hobbies,
likes and dislikes. We knew each other's profile.
We are like honey and bees, never living each other...
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