My magical words make a living
but you, my darling,
have left me mumbling.

In this super-fast life,
let’s stay side-by-side
and ride.

Endlessly we may roam
and yet,
we always come home.

When we discuss countless guys,
time flies.
But loyalty never dies.

How-much-ever sour
our relationship might go,
we will still grow.

Let’sĀ soar the sky
without being judgemental,
or asking why.

I hope we remain best pals,

till we’re lil old ladies!


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