picture frame

From the first day I met you, I knew there was something there. Maybe it was the khaki pants or your long black hair.

We talked about nextels and I let you copy off me in class, little did i know you were always staring at my ass.

We were always together and liked to "hang ten" a lot, but i always hated those times when we had silly arguments and fought...

Thankfully we always got over the bad things we went through, for that reason I knew our friendship was always true.

--an excerpt from the 'picture frame'