"i like you because of this and that,
because of what you don't and do,
but mostly because of who you are
through and through.
when the rain falls hard,
i hold an umbrella for you;
and when the future gets foggy,
you hold hopeful signs for me.
i hold an umbrella for you;
and when the future gets foggy,
you hold hopeful signs for me.
when the rain pitter-patters on the roof,
and when the daffodils pop,
i like that too.
and when the daffodils pop,
i like that too.
and i know if i ever got lost at sea,
you would look for me;
even though the ocean is big you would say,
"you're not as lost as you think you are,"
and you would be right.
you would look for me;
even though the ocean is big you would say,
"you're not as lost as you think you are,"
and you would be right.
but sometimes being friends with you
isn't all peaches and cream.
there are days i truly dislike your snippy ways,
and i find the way you truffle
into your shuffles
downright awful
(sometimes you think i'm not too sporty either)
isn't all peaches and cream.
there are days i truly dislike your snippy ways,
and i find the way you truffle
into your shuffles
downright awful
(sometimes you think i'm not too sporty either)
we have flaws
and fizzles
and foibles
and fizzles
and foibles
but i like your true (and kooky) colors,
and you like my big and moody heart.
i like it when we act like kids on a swing.
and you like my big and moody heart.
i like it when we act like kids on a swing.
we'll be friends until the end of always,
because liking you is a thing that grows and grows,
(even through the hard parts)."
-sandy gingras.
because liking you is a thing that grows and grows,
(even through the hard parts)."
-sandy gingras.
Max has been my best friend since
we were 16 years old,
(and we both turn 21 this year);
we used to sit on the back row
in 11th grade english,
and whisper to each other
throughout class.
you could say i really like M as in Max,
as in my best friend Max.
and most days (like every day)
i really love him too.
we were 16 years old,
(and we both turn 21 this year);
we used to sit on the back row
in 11th grade english,
and whisper to each other
throughout class.
you could say i really like M as in Max,
as in my best friend Max.
and most days (like every day)
i really love him too.
6 comments:
um. this is really really cute. please tell us more about Max. :)
hello this just made my heart melt. i love all that stuff about being friends and i especially love these pictures! you two are adorable.
i think he's the one you said goodbye to, right? it's hard to miss someone.
p.s. we seriously have to be long lost best friends.
you two look like you're meant to be.
aaahh!! mushy mushy! love it :) got me some warm fuzzies.
and you are adorable.
Kels, those pictures! They almost made me tear up. I love Max too - not in the same way but you know what I mean :) I'm so glad you found each other and would be happy to keep you company until he gets home.
wow, that was the sweetest post ever :)
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