Of Kinship, friendship, and everything in between.

The epigraph:

Roses are red,

violets are blue,

I hate ILA,

But I have to attend

                          -Mahabalraj-

 Today is a special day for me. And today I'm going to write a special tribute to all my best friends, the one I regards as my own flesh and blood. A poem for you all.

This is for you, my best friend, 

the one person i can tell my soul too

Who can relate to me like no other

Who I can laugh with to no extents,

Who I can cry too when times are tough,

Who can help me with the problems of my life.

Never have you turned your back on me 

Or told me I wasnt good enough

Or let me down

I don't think you know what that means to me 

You have went through so much pain and you still have time

For me.

And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying

And I look up too you because you are strong,

and caring

and beautiful.

Even though you don't think you are.

And I hope you know that I am always here 

To listen to you laugh and cry and help

In all the ways that i can

And I will try to be at least half the friend you are

To me.

I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. 

My best friend.