My best friend
First of all, she is not perfect. I thought she is but was wrong. She gets angry and annoying. She sometimes messes it up. But she is beautiful and lovely, And i love her earnestly. Secondly, she is different. I thought she would change. She changed but for better. She knows what i don't know. She filled holes in my vessel. And she loves me, I'm sure. She is my human notebook, Where i tell most of my stories. She impeccably advices and lead. if she can't help at least she stays, Seat along side me in the turmoil, And wait for rays of understanding. She is my escape from insanity, She my color when i feel grey. She is the shield in friendly life, my compass when tides are high. My lighthouse when I'm lost. She is my best friend and i love her.