For Hayley

I met you before I knew you

We met again by chance.

Swapping secrets of who stoles whose crayons,

Sharing our cookies at lunch.

You became my best friend,

Your curly dish water hair that you despise.

The way you blush at your crush,

How I know you so well when you try to change.

I'll beat any boys' ass if he hurts you,

He better run faster than a bullet.

Because he will meet me,

The best friend, before he has a chance to beg.