As I try to walk away, tears swell out of my eyes.
You grab my arm; not allowing any goodbyes.
Wrapping me in a hug,
I feel safe and snug.
You're not a friend; you're not a best friend;
You are, Always and Forever, my sister 'til the end.
Attached at the hip we are,
Together we'll go far.
Holding each others' hands
As we go into foreign lands.
That's what real love is;
Between me and my sis.
I love her to death do us apart,
Beyond so also.
She'll always be in my heart.
Nothing will make her go.
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The Yellow Notebook
PoetryPoems and clips of my writings. Everything that has been written in my yellow notebook, it goes in here. If you like the poetry in this book, look into the book: The Twisted Mind of the Inside of a Teenage Girl. It's a sequel...
