ode to my best friend.

this picture describes us perfectly.

dear amberly.

i like the way you make me laugh,

and all our inside jokes,

i like it when you buy me things,

like weding rings and cokes.

i like it when we talk about things

that no one understands,

and when we laugh at stupid thigs

and you try to hold my hand.

i like it when we act like,

we are just two years old,

and when we crochet blankets,

for when it gets to cold.

i cry when you are sad,

and i want to make it right,

to protect you from whats bad,

and hold you through the night.

i hate that you are leaving,

it nearly breaks my heart.

but even though you'll be miles away,

you'll still be my best friend.