The reason I write

by Ivan Miller   Dec 13, 2006


She's my muse, my best friend, the girl I love, we've laughed, we've cried, but we've always made one promise to each other, to be there for each other no matter what, and watch out for one another

Without a promise tying us together I would still be there for her no matter what, a lost love is what I have, but she's the one that fills my body with joy and happiness

She's my inspiration for everything I do, my best friend, I'll always be there for her, and always protect her like she's protected my heart.

She's a great friend and a great love, and I shall never forget her or let her forget the love we share for each other

Because believe it or not, I'm the reason she loves me, and she is the reason I write.

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