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I'm afraid that I'm intensely nostalgic today. So I wrote this poem, but it's not good and I don't think that anyone should read it. I just needed to get it off my chest.

Best friends

We used to play cards
for hours and hours
on our living room floor.
Then you'd tell stories
about riding the Greyhound
and being engaged.
We'd stay up all night
and watch Disney movies
and you would laugh
and rollerblade
and lay on the couch
with your eyes closed.
You compared faith to abs
and then sang in the choir.
We planted a garden
and didn't take care of it.
We ate mexican food and
entertained Kevin.
Brooke would cook and
use your huge knives.
We'd put dirty dishes in Shan's bed
and stuff Tracy's door with wet leaves.
I hope you know that I love you.
I hope you know that I miss you.
I'll never tell you.
I'm scared what you might say
since we were never serious about anything.
Now I can only reminisce
about the time we spent
running from dreams and chasing fun.