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My best-friend said, "Trust is something you have from within, something you cannot betray." I took her trust for granted, forgot the meaning of her companionship, blew it all away. My best-friend said, "You should be grateful for having a friend like me, I have forgiven you one too many times." I took her forgiveness for granted, betrayed her once more, commited another one of those crimes. My best-friend means the world to me, and I could never again let the meaningless things come between. I may have lied in the past, and I may have broken her trust in me, but I will never let our friendship deteriorate like an old forgotten dream. My best-friend said, "I forgive you." This one was dedicated to my best-friend, Gecika.

Time seems to pass by so quickly, and minutes seem to drift off without a second thought. Watching the sand seep through the stem of this hourglass, meaningless seconds veing represented by each grain that falls, I sit here, hopelessly sit here, with my mind focused on the memories that fill my thoughts. These tears just wont stop falling, and no matter how hard I try to hold them back, my tears have no end. The existance of my sadness has been brought on by fear, and my fear has been fueled by time.

I drempt of us together. In my dream, I could acknoledge your presence and could interact by softly touching your cheek. In my dream of us together, I could smell your sweet scent. It took complete control of my senses, and my mind drifted off to the point where, mentally, I was gone. As I drempt this dream, this unforgettable dream, there was more than just a physical attraction. For you had traits, qualities of the utmost perfection. Qualities I may have never seen before, but appreciate to the fullest extent because they're yours. You enter my mind sporatically, and often conquer my thoughts. I havent been able to get you out of my fantasies because every single one of them has you to include. In my dream of you, you were mine and I was yours. I finally got to look into your beautiful blue eyes, stared into them for as long as I possibly could, then gave you the infamous kiss I had often fantasized about. It was the most incredible kiss. Passionate, yet, sweet and slow. Dreams do come true, they may come true without anyones consent. The often come true without someones realization, and may overcome someone with feelings they never thought were possible to achieve. I will dream, forever, and hopefully, you will always be in my dreams. This one was dedicated to Scott.

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