I really don't know how to say it,
It seemed to me that her and I just fit.
Although I haven't known her long,
I think it's safe to say I wasn't wrong.
I may not know her favourite colour,
That isn't to say I do not know her.
I know all of the important things,
Her friendships like a pair of wings.
She sets me free from all my troubles,
We think alike, we're nearly doubles.
I like to text her, letter by letter,
Is she angry? Never, never.
So I'd like to say a big thank-you,
For all the things she helps me do.
I am so glad she's in my life,
And just for her, I'd take a knife.
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Without The Glass Screen and Other Poems
PuisiAbout The Author: @auntiesatan, better known as Aimee, is a teen author with little-to-no experience in poetry, however she strives daily to improve all forms of her writing, starting with poetry. Her most successful poem to date, with 120+ likes on...
