Your not .best.friends. because
you sit together at lunch or talk
on the phone or have matching
flipflops or can recite each others
wardrobe. your .best.friends.
cause when she smiles a grin
forces itself across your face no
matter how mad you are. when
she cries you instantly feel her
pain and want to cry with her.
when you look in her eyes you
know theres no one you could
trust more regardless of how
many broken hearts youve had.
thats what it means to be
.best.friends.
