We weren't friends at first, just classmates and foes,
Trading barbs and jokes that only each other knows.
But somewhere amidst the laughter, a shift took its hold,
A shared secret whispered, a story untold.
Like branches that tangle, our friendship entwined,
Through thick and through thin, a bond we would find.
Remember that night, climbing the old oak's embrace?
Stars as our witness, a pact in that space.
We'll weather the storms, hand in hand we will roam,
Our laughter, a compass, guiding us home.
Forever's a promise we whisper anew,
A friendship like ours, forever blooms true.
Author Bio
Swetha T. is a law undergraduate from Tamil Nadu, co-authoring numerous small anthologies and compiling the book "Utopia." She aspires to breathe life into her words, aiming to bring joy to her readers through her writing.
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