You are golden
you are remarkable.
you are spendiferously phenomenal, smart & sweet
in your own twisted way.
my memories of you are brief and crazy. yet spellbounded.
you make me laugh.
you make me think twice.
i many not be thinking about you every second of the day,
but those moments with you,
make up most of the best parts of my day.
yer one of the few people I so deeply admire
but had no intentions of having.
i lurve how you can be predictable and unpredictable.
like broccoli and food allergies.
i just know you make me smile,
you make me happy,
you make me mad,
in the good and bad sense.
sometimes i want to stop you from talking
maybe put a cloth in your mouth or something
blindfold you, then kidnap you
and bring you to a deserted island.
hah!
especially when you are wearing all white
and i have just sprayed you with water.
but errr, seriously..
you have, for countless of times,
saved me from myself.
who, just when i no longer had the appetite,
made me hungry for life again.
who, inspite of my tendency to lose momentum and plunge into mediocrity,
challenge me to soar once more.
and no i am not drunk.
its just an unstable attack of emo-ness i guess, or pms.
or maybe i am just too nostalgic.
so if you plan to hurt me in any way
i just want to warn you that i am a bleeder
consider the mess you are going to make.
but nevertheles, i want to thank you.
I will always be a friend.
i will always see more of you,
Or see less, if need be.
thank you, for what was there, what there is, and what will be.
you are remarkable.
you are spendiferously phenomenal, smart & sweet
in your own twisted way.
my memories of you are brief and crazy. yet spellbounded.
you make me laugh.
you make me think twice.
i many not be thinking about you every second of the day,
but those moments with you,
make up most of the best parts of my day.
yer one of the few people I so deeply admire
but had no intentions of having.
i lurve how you can be predictable and unpredictable.
like broccoli and food allergies.
i just know you make me smile,
you make me happy,
you make me mad,
in the good and bad sense.
sometimes i want to stop you from talking
maybe put a cloth in your mouth or something
blindfold you, then kidnap you
and bring you to a deserted island.
hah!
especially when you are wearing all white
and i have just sprayed you with water.
but errr, seriously..
you have, for countless of times,
saved me from myself.
who, just when i no longer had the appetite,
made me hungry for life again.
who, inspite of my tendency to lose momentum and plunge into mediocrity,
challenge me to soar once more.
and no i am not drunk.
its just an unstable attack of emo-ness i guess, or pms.
or maybe i am just too nostalgic.
so if you plan to hurt me in any way
i just want to warn you that i am a bleeder
consider the mess you are going to make.
but nevertheles, i want to thank you.
I will always be a friend.
i will always see more of you,
Or see less, if need be.
thank you, for what was there, what there is, and what will be.
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