To my dearest friend,
I don't want this to be the end...

I am a rose, you are my thorns,
clutching to me, protecting me...

A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift...

When I think about love
I think about you...

A day without you,
Is a day without me...

These dreams just wont go away,
like a never ending day...

This poem was written by one of my not-so-close...
Do you know what it's like to not be perfect...

Who is that guy, standing over there?
With his perfect blue eyes and his stylish hair...

Just because I smile, it doesn't mean I'm happy...
Just because I cry, it doesn't mean I'm sad...

We've cried together,
and lied to each other...

It was a frigid winter night,
with no bright lights...

Sometimes people cry, sometimes people die...
sometimes people talk, sometimes people walk...