We weave ourselves together
Loosely, then tight
Like old sweaters mended
With unexpected colors
Friendship isn't always grand gestures
Sometimes it's just sitting quietly
Breathing the same air
Understanding without words
We weave ourselves together
Loosely, then tight
Like old sweaters mended
With unexpected colors
Friendship isn't always grand gestures
Sometimes it's just sitting quietly
Breathing the same air
Understanding without words