Those memories are pleasant
But with the good comes the bad
And so memories of the quarels we have
had.
Usually I will find
That I am to blame,
Expecting too much and not returning the
same.
Although we quarrel, I admit
I would sacrifice anything dear to me,
Even my friends, in order that
She may ever happy be.
And so as time goes by
I hope nothing will ever sever
Our friendship and happiness
And may it last forever
Author: Roxie Ellen
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