The Friend

October 18, 2008
Brown hair with eyes to match
Freckled cheeks upon a smiling face
Average body, fragile heart
Which broken pieces could replace

Eyes so deep, looking for answers
With a wandering mind and peaceful demeanor
Years of thought give to years of knowledge
Giving whimsical advice when I need her

Fun-loving, a bit crazy
Yet so down to earth
Crushed so deep inside but
Constantly hiding the hurt

I'll never notice her the way I am meant to
I'll never comfort her the way that she needs
She will be friend and only friend and
I'll break her heart every day for the true her I cannot see

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