WE SMELL THE FLOWERS IN DIFFERENT PLACES,
WE SMILE THE SAME BUT ON DIFFERENT FACES.
WE BLEED, WE HURT, WE CRY JUST THE SAME,
THE ONLY THING DIFFERENT IS IN OUR NAME.
MILES MAY SEPERATE OUR PHYSICAL BEING
IT MATTERS NOT FOR IN OUR HEARTS WE DO OUR SEEING.
OTHERS TOUCH BUT NEVER FEEL.
THE KIND OF FRIENDSHIP THAT IS TRULY REAL.
SOULMATES WE SHALL ALWAYS BE.
YOUR THE KNOW THE WORST AND THE BEST OF ME.
THROUGH GOOD TIMES LAUGHTER AND TEARS.
OURS IS A FRIENDSHIP THAT HAS SPANNED 2 YEARS.
THOUGH I MAY NOT SAY IT , I HOPE U KNOW IT IS TRUE.
YOUR ARE MY SOULMATE FOREVER AND I TRULY LOVE YOU.
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