I'm not sure. Just writing about a friend.
You always say how you're too dark and white guys just didn't go for girls like you. But you're the prettiest girl I know. Inside and out.
Inside you're glowing.
You're full of life.
You're full of mysteries.
You're full of love.
You have so much unrealized potential.
You, V, are gonna go somewhere in life.
Inside you're dancing.
When you're happy, I'm happy.
When you're sad, I break.
When you're mad, I'm pissed.
When you hurt I get so unbelievably pissed at whoever is at fault.
You forgive them because you have a forgiving personality. A forgiving soul.
I hold grudges against people who have done nothing to me directly.
And when you're happy I'm your number one fan.
I'll go out of my way to make you happy because when you're happy, your smile lights up an entire room.
And in my darkest days you're the one person I can count on to bring a light to my life when I can barely open my eyes.
I love how you go about it, too.
Unorthodox. All this motherly cooing from some people makes me mope even more.
But when I talk to you everything's clear. You tell it like it is, or at least how you see it. It's gonna be fine. It'll get better soon enough.
This doesn't by any means describe what a great friend you've been to me.
But you pick me up. You keep me sane. You keep me happy.
Much love, V.
Words by kgirard
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Written on 2008-12-26 at 06:44
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I like to pretend I know you better than you know yourself.You always say how you're too dark and white guys just didn't go for girls like you. But you're the prettiest girl I know. Inside and out.
Inside you're glowing.
You're full of life.
You're full of mysteries.
You're full of love.
You have so much unrealized potential.
You, V, are gonna go somewhere in life.
Inside you're dancing.
When you're happy, I'm happy.
When you're sad, I break.
When you're mad, I'm pissed.
When you hurt I get so unbelievably pissed at whoever is at fault.
You forgive them because you have a forgiving personality. A forgiving soul.
I hold grudges against people who have done nothing to me directly.
And when you're happy I'm your number one fan.
I'll go out of my way to make you happy because when you're happy, your smile lights up an entire room.
And in my darkest days you're the one person I can count on to bring a light to my life when I can barely open my eyes.
I love how you go about it, too.
Unorthodox. All this motherly cooing from some people makes me mope even more.
But when I talk to you everything's clear. You tell it like it is, or at least how you see it. It's gonna be fine. It'll get better soon enough.
This doesn't by any means describe what a great friend you've been to me.
But you pick me up. You keep me sane. You keep me happy.
Much love, V.
Words by kgirard
Read 667 times
Written on 2008-12-26 at 06:44
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