We pinky promise to be forever and always. Tied together with a smile, we're fearless. We laugh about boys, creating mushy-gushy love stories with prince charmings and white horses. We'd write I Heart ? on the back of our hands, and when you guessed who I liked, I'd lie and shake my head, but you know me backwards and forwards and saw right through it. We prank call our crushes, hanging up after saying hey stephen, all cool and collectively, then giggling f o r h o u r s after. We stay up late doodling those crazy little hearts and stars on his yearbook photos in permanent marker, because at that point his face wasn't on one single picture to burn. But when I came to you crying tell me why, you held me tight, saying just breathe, because when there's teardrops on my guitar, I only want to see your face letting me know I'm not invisible. And when you come in with the rain, we'll head back outside and have the best day, lying in the grass, cloud-watching as tim mcgraw sings in the background.And when I'm older, way past fifteen, and after we've both found a place in this world, I'll think back to how our song never changed, never got old and never over-played. I'll think back to the way I loved you, and how nothing can compare to a perfectly good heart between
two best friends.
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