Dear: Tatyanna Eichler
You were my best friend...
We were once so close,
laughing together...
Why do my words hurt so many but help so few?
Why do my lips have to work faster than my brain...
I think I hate these summer nights.
when nostaliga can creep in...
Oh I thought you'd know by now that I live to make...
away; I Just want it all to stop...
Sometimes I just day dream,
Of me and you beneath the flowers...
I thought we were friends,
I thought I could tell you everything...
Friend go they move away
But in your heart is where they'll stay...
When I first started college,
I thought I wouldn't make any friends...
It is not too late for revenge
I will take everything from you like you did...
The world was built for pairs, but we
Are creatures that self-destruct...
This is poem made for closed friend to my heart...
there is many friendship wait us , and there is...