My Best Friend

This poem was written for an old friend of mine, who probably wouldn't even acknowledge my existence if she passed me on the street.

By Jessica

• We said we'd be best friends,
• Always and forever.
• We spent ever hour,
• Every minute together.
• I could tell her anything,
• And she could do the same.
• She listened to my every problem,
• No matter how lame.
• But then came the day,
• That we went our seperate ways.
• I wish we were still best friends,
• Those were some of my happiest days.