Pinky Promise.

I wrote this about a friend. We had gotten in a huge fight, but we're all better now. :)

Why did it have to end?

The pinky-promise, the sisterhood we shared.

Bets friends forever?

I think not.

Your immense impulse to always be in control...

Was just too much.

With utter disdain, you made our friendship disappear.

I think,

"A magician, perhaps?"

You cast your spell, and,

POOF.

Out like a light.

Were you oblivious to the apparent sister-like love we shared?

Not I.

You nonchalantly go on, as if my soul was simply a speck of mud in this crazy thing we called...

Sisterhood.

We walked two completely different wavelengths.

Strangely, we were always in sync.

Remember those words?

Pinky promise.

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