Romans & histoires Thinking About You Poems For Friends

Even though we’ve never met, I need you to know that you would indeed make a good friend. These past few days, I just haven’t been able to get you out of my head, and I was even wondering if I was perhaps going crazy. Just like you, I have been waiting on your emails with a big smile on my face, and they have cheered up my day. Even though I’ll be leaving today, I do not want this to end and would love to get to know you better.

There may be dark times in our life. But our friendship will always twinkle Like those stars in the night sky. ************************************* Please vote and leave your comments. Enjoy reading - T

"Thank you Josh, you are the best friend anyone could wish for" "Thank you Ami, I will do my best". And thought, I have to, because a friend is all I can ever be to you.

If it wasn't for what happened to Carly, things would have been better. "You." She replied. He is dumbfounded, "Me? I don't understand." "I was thinking about you. What's there not to understand?" She said He scratched his head and took a seat beside her. "People are going to misquote you if you keep saying it like that." "Oh, what were you thinking? I mean I've been thinking about you because I hadn't thanked you enough for helping me before you left. I was so concerned about my friend that I totally forgot about you."

I'll become the grass just to embrace you. If you turn outside in the wetness. I'll become your umbrella just to protect you from the rain. I'll become a sun to give the light in your darkened day. I'll become free air just to kiss your body and skin. If you're sad, I will make you smile. Between the miles, between the differences, between the thoughts, if you need me, I'll be your friend. Let me be a friend. I want to be. If your soul will mate with me. We will become soulmates.

John:"There is no love without trust.I am glad that you left me because there I do deserve some one better.Now I feel free.Now I know I will be able to move on.Thank you for letting me free.There are two things that I doubt will hold me back.One is this our engagement ring you can have it and the second is a poem I wrote for you.I wanted to say it in front of everyone on out wedding but.....you know..... I love you for giving your heart to me and trusting me with your pride . I love you for wanting me and needing me by your side . I love you for the emotions I never knew I had . I love you for making me smile when I am sad . I love you for your thoughts of me where I am always on your mind .

I thought while giggling. ***

So I am just going to hope that the wait goes quickly. Well, let me close this for now. I know this is so very short but my only thoughts are of finally wrapping my arms around you and holding you tight to me. Know that I am thinking of you and wishing you well. I truly cannot wait to see you and spend time with you. Please be safe and take care. Always, Joel

“There is no you and I, there has never been and will never be. How do you think that I will ever want to have anything to do with you? I thought we were friends'' “I don't want to be your friend, I don't want to be the woman who gets pushed around in a corner, I want to do better things with you, if I remain friends I will always want more with you. I have always been in love with you,l you just didn't have the money and i don't envision myself with someone who doesn't have anything” “You are out of your mind, in love with me, you must think that i am one of your play things. I can't even imagine how many men have gotten a taste and you think i am the one you are going to trap with your bu

I wait for you at nine, But never approached, not knowing why. Whenever I see you, I feel my heart race, Walking through the hallway, I increase my pace. Keeping my other thoughts aside, I started thinking about you sitting beside. You're so kind, Making your perfect image stuck in my mind. Yet we're far away, Getting crushed every day. Everyone clapped after Becca finished narrating the poem. “This is how you should write a poem,” Mr. Risorito said to the class and looked at the trio proudly, especially at Becca. “I figured out you have a thing for writing after seeing this poem. Good job.”