My Best Friend

October 15, 2008
By Sam M., Cincinnati, OH

I burried my head in his chest. I could feel the cold wind on my body, but sitting next to him, this close, made me forget about the cold. Its impossible to be this happy again. I haven't felt this good since I was a little kid. Wanted. "The love that moves the stars and the sun" is between us. If I get close enough I can hear his heart beat. People walk past us, see us and think we're just kids. But they don't know us. They haven't listened to our conversations or understood the world like we do.

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