Thursday, October 24, 2013


Me and Lulu

When I met you
You were twelve. 
Alive, awake, laughing.

And now I see you
Close enough to see
Those cracks we all hate…
And yet make us beautiful.

We compared scars
And laughed.
Still managing –
To have faith and carry on.
My sister-friend…
I wouldn’t have made it
Without you.

Today I woke up and thought-
I miss my friends.
I miss you.
My dear skaat

I love you.