Sarah and I

Our friendship is filled
With funny looks
So much drama
We could write a book

Talking with eyes
And facial expressions
Swearing our secrecy
To every confession

Comforting each other
Again and again
And hoping things will
Look up in the end

Scrapes and bruises
Along the way
But I know our friendship
Will be okay

Our fights and our tears
Become quickly faded
How could luck have given us
A friendship so fated?