my best friend
is a red-haired girl
with pale skin wrapped round
her perfectly curved body
who will do
completely spontaneous things
that make the world fall in love with her
she is brilliant
a master of flow
and a source of vitality to rival the sun itself
we would drive
in my car
down the freeway
nearly everyday
listening to the music that suited the mood of our souls
laughing
or crying
or sitting silently
always in awe of how effortlessly our chemistry combined
and how we found ourselves
on the same page
in most books
often i would think if in that moment i died
that would be absolutely fine
she was my awakening
unprecedented and inevitable
and i doubt anyone has ever adored anyone
as much as i do her.
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