my best friend

we use to be ... one in two a pair in millions we were the inseparable like the the cherries on top of the ice cream Sunday you were my warmth in the winter days I was your smile every morning we were one in two you were my other half my partner in crime your laughter still lingers In my memory you were me and so was I you I hope you understand my words for they define the the hole in my heart as I can only hold your picture in my hand and let my tears down since our memories are fading quicker then I can hold this ink in my shaking hand I wish to call my best friend one time cause we were one in two because mommy made me a writer 💝