You and Me

A Story by Song

More than best friends, a little less than sibilings, yet not quite lovers.

Tell me, what am I to you?

You're my best friend :)

^o^ You're mine too!

I remember that conversation we had so long ago. Don't you remember? [Of course you do, you remember everything I don't]. At the time I didn't know I was in love; I hadn't seen how precious you were to me. You know me better than the back of your hand and I know you as well as you know me. Don't you agree? [Yeah, you know all my secrets and I know all of yours. You know my personality and could pick it out of the bucket full of other personalities, as I could to you]. My tears are dried by your own two hands... all of the uncountable times you've made me laugh... [Just a look from you makes all the hurt go away]

Sometimes I wish I could call you mine, but our fate leads us on two seperate paths [I'm more than a thousand miles away from you]

Our meeting was not meant to be. You know those two big streets with a patch of grass in the middle? Yeah, that's where we are. [Standing side by side, walking forward in the tall itchy grass... just waiting for people to rip us apart]

It's funny, we don't call each other best friends; cause we know we're more than that. Yet we're not like sibilings who bicker all the time... and we're not like lovers who hold each other in their arms all night... [Yet sometimes I could only wish]

We're close, so in sync that we know what one another is thinking without words, or even a look. [You can predict me, and I can predict you]

So tell me, if we're more than best friends, a little less than sibilings, and yet not quite lovers... what are we?