My Best Friend

 


Happiest Birthday to my dearest friend


There are people in my life

To whom I was given

And there are people in my life 

By whom I was chosen


There's something beautiful about the latter

That you should rejoice

It feels really nice

To be someone's choice


Therefore, once again, am taking

The liberty of my pen

To bind with words

The most dearest of my friends


You chose to be my friend

When you carried my heavy bag

And beside you on that long road,

Holding your hand, I used to drag


You chose to be my friend

Because you always stayed

Whenever I was in trouble

You were there for my aid


You chose to be my friend

As you accepted the differences

You embraced the fact 

That we had varied preferences


You chose to be my friend

When I was a huge bore

And waited patiently

Standing on my sandy shore


Normally people run away 

From the waves, when they hit

But you were not afraid of my waters

You chose to submit


You're the only person who ever saw

The girl behind the wall

And you have witnessed

My summers, winters, springs and falls


You were like apricity 

To my cold water deep within

And it suits you perfectly

When I call you my medicine 


Well, that's way too heavy metaphors

I guess I should keep it simple

What makes you special

Are actually those two cute little dimples


Your long curly hair

Those cat-brown eyes

And that sexy multi tasking personality

Messes with the fist-sized organ of every single guy


After reading that line, come down

Don't be too proud

There are plenty of jealous fishes in the sea

So, your praise shouldn't be too loud


Let's get back to us

Because there's no you or me

In our friendship 

There are many unique things to see


We never stayed together much

Because God knows that'd be a trouble

So, he always bestowed us

With problems and hurdles


We don't even have good pictures

Or a bucket list

Hanging out, shopping, road trips

There are a lot of things that we never did


What's our favourite colour

We might not have a clue

But whenever am feeling low

You're always my blue


And it always amazes me

By just one fine look

How do you know what's going on

How can you read me like a book


How do you convince my brain

To release dopamine

Why do I always cry in front of you

And how do you make me wanna lean


Whenever there's some news

Why do I always rush

Why I tell you everything

My choices, my fears and my life's first ever crush


Whatever the answer is

It doesn't matter

As long as you exist in my book

As my favourite chapter


I was given a warning

By my mother

Don't you ever write

Or you'll end up writing a novel about her


So, now I gotta

Calm my pen down

Before everyone who's reading this

Starts to get a frown


And for you 

I always with the best

To have me as a friend 

You should also consider yourself blessed



















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