Oh dear,
When I'm talking to U,
The coffee we have tastes less sweeter,
The roses in the garden seems less brighter,
The laughter's mesmerizing,
BUT, I know not U.
When I think about the time we spent,
It seems to have a sweet smell,
The fragrance is tantalizing,
The daisies seem less bloomed than my face,
BUT, I know not U.
Day in and day out,
I try to think who U are,
The thoughts of U during my times of sadness,
Seems to refresh me, my mind,
BUT, alas I know who U are--
"U ARE MY BEST FRIEND".
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