Can anything be compared to true friends?
We have our sweet and girly memories,
plus a fair share of crazy, dorky trends.
In bad times we'll comfort, in good we'll tease.
Can the job of a true friend be busy?
Can it be made up for with all the fun?
Laughing so hard we get ourselves dizzy,
with our smiles beaming brighter than the sun.
Will our fights be the thunderstorms of our lives?
When they start I think I can hear hell rejoyce.
To split us up would sting worse than knives.
Apologizing is the only choice.
I always feel giddy when they are around,
that's why truer friends can never be found.