It's almost 14 years, isn't it.
Ups and downs we have endured, isn't it.
From being besties to being acquaintances to back being besties,
Concurrently we have enjoyed all festives and fought for the tiniest of entities.
Remember to this day I do,
Back in third grade how I had a cat fight for you.
You are the elder sister to this one,
And younger sister I am to you.
Always the mature one amongst the two,
Dominating me, my shit, my rage you always do.
You are another daughter to my mother.
To be true to other,
it is quite frustrating a few.
When she doesn't listens to me and listens to you.
But I cherish the bond you two share
And it is fun to see how both of you,
Have longer talks than we do.
I do care, maybe I don't say that enough,
But I hope that's enough.
You have seen this girl at her darkest,
Who always tries to be at her best.
We may be quite different a set than others,
Who didn't sit, eat and gossip all time together.
We have our individualities to better,
But at the end of day it is us who are together.
Till now we haven't left each others sides,
And I hope this is how it abides.
I am not ready to share,
Because I care.
I don't want it to end ever,
Cause I want forever.
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Your Feelings, My Poetry.
الشعرDwell in the beautiful life of words.❤❤ Words can be anything for anyone but for me it is to express the unsaid.❤❤ It is upon my readers to decipher the emotions behind my word.💕💕 Though it is my poetry but they are your feelings.💕💕
