Sunday, March 6, 2011

In the cookies of life; friends are the chocolate chips.

Friends:
Discuss faults and comfort
even when they know that you are flawed.
Agitatedly put up with you
because they know the best intentions lie in your heart.

They know this
due to the endless hours spent talking
by the fire
running down a sidewalk
through the hallways a smile
whispering happy birthday at twelve into your phone.

Lips curling around our words
snuggling through conversation
dreaming of who we wish we were
but loving each how she is.

Friends

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