This poem is very personal and important... it goes out to all my bfffls ( best freaking friends for life ) Sarah + Rebeccah, Richard, Ryleigh, Summer , Jailyn, Mahendra, Kris, Demary, and Anna who is currently thousands of miles away in Arizona sippin green tea but I still love her af( sorry if I didn't mention you, just know you're a bfffl . Today me and my bfffls graduated from 8th grade. ( to learn more about our experiences search up Keeping Up With Cornerstone ) We're all going separate ways and I am sooooo scared and sad, but I know this won't be the last time. So... " I have died every day waiting for you..... darling don't be afraid..... I have loved you for a thousand years... I'll love you for a thousand more..................................................................................... "
Anyway here’s the poem:
Footprints.
Wind.
That was all it took for me to be blown here,
and then you appeared,
didn’t know you at first, still thought you were cool
and guess who knew you would change my brains mood?
Wish I could kiss some of you goodbye,
just a hug is enough because hey
we're... just freinds.
Just brothers singing to "Swish Swish"
and others with their own kind off music
then the blonde, brown, black, haired sisters with no one to diss
just a pure symphony of freindship
Just more than a hey,
more like a hug
More than a basketball bud,
more love
So go,
Run to the one you love,
Go tell the one you like
I LOVE YOU, JUST BE MY SUN
And then, bound from hallway tiles, morning smiles and awkward hugs
I'll be there waiting,
Just another friend,
Just another friend....
I hope you'll pull me into a hug.
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I LOVE YOU ALL.
Remember this is not the end.
If you wait I will to, and I will always miss u.
Special shout out to Ricky, he is the one who really made me enjoy writing here on Wattpad.
Your smile is something to look forward to every day, and even when sad you are happy af.
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Love you,
Love you all,
- Lizbeth, thy pastel polarbear.
