...the girl with my name

the one half my hight

the one who stood out

When she wore black and white

the girl with a smile that lit up a crowd

the artist, to whose mad skills i humbly bowed

the girl with a heart as big as her laugh

the sophmore who would speak on my behalf

the girl who lives in a faraway place

the girl whosewrath i would never face

the girl with ideas that made sense and were smart

the one whose necklace i gave with the dice and the hearts

The one whose hair never seems to end

the girl who will always be my friend

The one who made cuteness seem like a crime

the friend with whom i spent too little time

God i wish she was here, to be close enough to touch

Sure, im glad she's home...but i miss her so much.

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dedicated to my friend chloe.