You say that you love me.
You pretend to be my sister.
But the love that you are giving,
Does not seem to be
The kind of love that I should get
From a person I hold so dear.
But this is something you haven�t noticed,
Is what I�m willing to bet.
But sometimes things go good.
We talk to each other,
And we share a secret or two,
In the way that sisters should.
These good times I will cherish,
And hold in my heart,
Forever, from now
Until the day that I perish.
The other day we talked for almost an hour.
You are so happy now with Allen,
And I�m so happy for you.
Now you hold the power
To be happy in your life,
With you and your new kitten Naya,
And your boyfriend Allen, who,
Someday, may make you his wife.
Kristin M. E. Tone
4-11-98
