My best friend is a person that
doesn't know it, a person who
just wont come up and show
it. This friend is a she, who I
always see, I love her so but
we can never be. Time is
passing and we're getting older,
I'd love to get between her
shoulders. Why do I see this
friend as so much more,
because she is gentle and
with others I bore. She has the
answer to all my questions,
and I love her body each and
every section. Her personality
is oh so great, and on this friend
others hate. But she is my best friend, so I'll be with her to the
end
