the other day you said to me, that you've been more than a
connect to me...true...but in reality, you'll never know
the effect that you have had on me...
you took the time to look past my glassy eyed exterior, only to find my inside was not so inferior...
you've earned my respect...became inspired by my intellect..
and I desire you...admire you...
for being loyal to the end...for being my best friend...
even when I offend you...you're still there for me to confide in... or to just hang out...
I know I sometimes stress you out when my life gets erratic... Im overly dramatic or just spun the fuck out...filled with self doubt...
you're still there to deffend me...you don't pretend with me... you just extend to me...something real
sometimes its hard to deal...with a lifestyle thats jaded...
by the need to stay faded...elevaded...eyes dialated...
its a fact that I have issues and I know its a drag when...
I start to nag and get to acting all psycotic..
its just that I really miss you when you're not around...
and I find it profound...the way
your eyes are so hypnotic and exotic
as they decorate your face
no one can ever replace you or erase you
and all the fun we've had by being bad...
you've stood by me even when I'm wrong...
you've kept me stong and made me feel like I belong
you always except me flaws and all...always been there
to catch me...if I should fall...
its because of you, I never feel all alone...
you're one of the best friends I've ever known



If you want to know how fucked up this gets in the end...
read "dirty little secret"
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