ordinary girl

He is like the ocean
Beautiful and talkative in away
But dark and quite in another
Can be blue and wonderful
...

She is like a flower
Beautiful in her own way
When dead she is dull and sad
When in sprout she is colourful and cheery
...

She is like a dog
So nice and warm
You can talk to her and she will listen
She is a good runner just like a dog
...

She is like an owl,
Beautiful in colors
Beautiful in person
You can’t not notice her with her beauty
...

Sometimes your good friends and you feel like nothing can come between you
Sometimes your just friends nothing more nothing less and things can come between you
But wat happens if your friends come between you and your good friends
And you feel as if you are been pushed away
...