Ok, yes. I was angry with you last time I wrote but now I see the light. For as much as you don't tell us we know just about everything. You can't hide much anymore. I know when you're not paying attention. I know when you're down. I know when you're thinking about something. You're protective and a ride or die for your fam. You care, you really do, you just have a funny way of showing it. You only act like you don't care so we won't know you care so much. Other times you just actually don't care,but I can always tell the difference. There are a million things you do that get on my nerves and a complicated history between me, you and bestie; all of which has made our bond stronger. I love that you're comfortable around me. Lol.. comfortable enough to tell me that you need to shave your pubic hair. I see bestie and I have rubbed off on you..you're becoming more and more like us everyday. We've known each other a year and a month, but it feels like forever. It's been a race against time. The turtle and the hare. You are pretty slow so I guess I'm the hare, but running circles around you prodding for information that you've shown me is earned not given... I can say..man you are one difficult male. You've taught me that friendship is a gift not a given. You're my Ninja and I love you.
To: Chocolate
From: Her Little Book of Poems
YOU ARE READING
Her Little Book Of Poems
PoesíaHer train of thought. Words She doesn't want to tell anyone she knows. Things she's scared to admit all wrapped up in her little book of poems.
