Bestfriends the one

by laura anne   Apr 3, 2005


Two tears fall down her cheeks
Comfort is what she seeks
He catches them with his finger tips
As he sees the Quivering in her lips

His arms he wraps around her
Feelings between them unsure
He catches her each time she falls
He holds her like a fragile doll

The girl has lost all hope
He\'s always there to help her cope
Now this boy kissed her so sweet
Her best friend, that night,
swept her off her feet

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