Sunday, May 9, 2010

He knows me better then I do.



Are we friends?


Are we really friends?


I mean just friends?


How could you know every thing about me


And still just be friends....


You know my every thought


The good the bad the ugly.


How could we just be friends


After all you’ve done for me.


You know my pain.


I know yours


How are we still only friends?


Do my faults scare you?


Yours don’t scare me.


Maby one day we will be together


But for now I’m proud to be your friend


And to share in your troubles.


Do you feel the same about me?

1 comment:

AMAN BAHL said...

That was a integral sequence of everybody's life.