Question of Friendship
Our life paths crossed at such a weary time,
I became your best friend, and you are mine.
Friendship comes in many shapes & forms,
Some on bright days, others in the storms.
Seasons change and so do friends,
I like to keep mine until thee end.
Loyalty, laughter, and love mean the most to me,
Sharing time together & making a special memory.
Yet we cannot be friends in the public eye
So are we truly friends until we die?