Tale of two friends !

"How to forget our late night deep conversations?

How to forget our senseless yet making us laugh like crazy kind of jokes?

How to forget our friendly treats for the games that are lost?

How to forget our unplanned trips together?

How to forget tales of lies which we made up for each other?

How to forget our expressions that conveyed more than words could?

How to forget our cat-fights when we were dying to talk but wanted the other to message first?

How to forget your abuses expressing your concern for me?

How to forget the list of embarrassing nicknames you tagged me with?

How should I forget you, when you are my half soul. Tell me?

How to forget my other half and move on?

Can you assure me I'll get a new best friend like or someone better than you? No, you can't, and I know

I can not get any other version of you, even if I try.

You're what you mean to me because I love you just the way you're."

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Brave Girl

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