When you laugh, I laugh with you,
and when you cry, I cry too.
There is no way to describe the way I feel when I'm with you.
Love, I think is too weak.
Or maybe it's too strong,
but if so then why do I dream of being with you my whole life long?
I'm not sure where we're going,
but I do know where we are,
and where ever we are going,
you are my best friend by far.
And I want to set my future where ever it is that you are.
Soon when we are older,
the feelings of new will pass.
And then I will understand the feelings more, alas.
But until further notice,
no matter what we do,
I just want you to know that
I will always love you.