Dear to the lokaret sister that I never had,
You are my buddy,
My companion,
And my partner in crime.
We do stuffs that only that two of us understand,
And we don't care for the world,
Cause that's who we are,
And that's what we are.
We both have our own attitudes,
We have flaws,
We have our own imperfections,
But still we cling to one another,
And we accept each other.
Our friendship is composed of;
Cussing and teasing;
Happy and gloomy;
Arguing and agreeing;
And just us:
Looking and being crazy.
Remembering those times
On how we secretly mock and judge someone,
And if they noticed,
We immediately look into something
Acting like we did nothing.
Such a nostalgia!
Honestly, I am missing it.
I am longing to the times
Where we made fun at silly things;
Cracking jokes that ain't worth laughing;
Throwing ideas that's so disgusting,
And so out of the universe.
Nevertheless,
Cringe as may it seems,
But we still love each other,
You are more than my friend;
You are my sister.
Now that we parted ways just to reach our goals,
Still always remember;
I am always be your shoulder;
Your hanky to wipe your tears;
And even if I am no joker,
Well I can be your Harley just to hear your pit of laughter.
I am always be your ally,
Never will be your enemy.
If you need chika,
My mouth is forever ready,
But if you'll tell me secrets,
I can keep my lips shut
Never tell a single soul.
If you need someone to listen,
I can lend my ear to you;
If you need comfort,
My arms is always ready to hug you;
I am always here,
So just call me,
And I will be with you.
Loving you,
Your dearest friend
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-Chaos
