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[title] => ~*Halls*~
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[bodytext] => What was I meant to live for? I walk down the hall with two of my best friends on each side of me. A guy and a girl. I love them both like heck. I look to the girl on the left. And I think this is a girl I can gossip with, this is a girl I who will always be my friend. This is a girl I can talk to about my guy friend when I think about him. I truly love this girl. I look to the guy on the right and I think I love him a little more, though I don't think he knows it. I wish he would love me the same as I love him. When I look at him I think this is a guy I can say anything to, who I can trust, who will always be friend, This is a guy who just likes keeping it real. I love how sweet and kind he is. I love listening to the silences when we talk on the phone. Oh how I miss those silences. I love laughing when he kills the conversations. You could say that the conversation was going to die in about 5 seconds and he would say less than that. I truly love this guy. These are 2 very special people in my life. When I look at these 2 people, I now know why I was meant to live. Now we continue to walk down these halls together and I am left with one question: I wonder what if I were to walk these halls alone? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 16 [informant] => BloodyTearDrops [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )
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