It has always been us,
Barbie pink and ponytailed,
secrets whispered in midnight quiet,
songs shared in backseat harmonies.
It has always been us,
long-distance phone calls and
hearts so close they beat together,
my tears dripping down your cheeks.
It has always been us,
and you will never know, my friend,
how often I have thanked God
for your hand in mine.
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