My Mom was furious on Saturday and she yelled at me that I must not be seen anywhere with you again. I was confused and sad because it was totally unfair. I had been a good girl and I didn't get into any trouble.
I like how your eyes light up when you see me. I like how you ask how my day went every single day even on a Sunday. I like how you check up on me even when I haven't texted or called in a minute.
We’ve been talking talking and talking sometimes, we’re best friends other times, we’re strangers I’d like to believe I know you but I still don’t know a lot about you
Be a friend that shows up when needed and is always eager and ready to help in every way. Be a friend that offers support instead of hate or envy.