Your soft laugh at everything you see and read
like a child seeking the truth in disguise.
Your mellifluous voice once I've heard,
pure, soothing, soft and sweet
flared my soul instantly.
I picture your smile,
sparkling on your face
while your soul blossoms
in the warmest colours of summer.
And I, can feel the innocence
rushing through your veins.
Who can tell the real friends after all?
Does time matter or does time count?
And who can promise me forever
when memories made in the present
can last eternally.
So, my heart fills with joy
for a girl I merely know
a friend in time or a friend for a lifetime?
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