Day 44: Letters for them

“Rivals” A person I considered my nemesis And even a rival at times Maybe some rough road happened And we would always butt heads But I still respect her mind	“Past Precious” I once sought her as my other But fate has other plans Even today I admire her But only in a friendly manner I wish her the best	“No other for a brother” I wish I’d met you sooner Cause I saw you as the coolest A female friend who is actually cool Someone who can be strong Yet Human at the same time	“Ardent” A strong and fierce one Standing by her convictions Sure, she may be short-tempered However, She grew so much As she knew how to handle it
“Adept” A really talented one, to be honest She can dance and sing She surprise me every time It seems like she can do anything And stay sane at the same time	“Insurgent” A silent insurgent A whisper cracked Corner dust Smokes and mirrors Cloaked at best	“Knives” Our ends may not have meet But she’s a good friend nonetheless I seldom interact with her A sharpened knife? Maybe a casting stone	“Ally” I’m happy we buried the hatchet As yesterday’s sin are erased We may have drifted apart And we were immature But I’m happy for the now
“Meager” A quiet, deep mystery As they say a quiet person is A dangerous person Someone also a great talker Maybe there is more to her	“Hefty” An enemy that turned out friend Was actually fine than I thought She may be stronger than me Although a bit childish I admire her	“Puzzles” Brilliant yet troubled I just hope that one day All of her scars heal And those pieces that fall apart Starts falling into place	“Stay tuned” My partner in a project That somehow I knew her well She was talented despite The outgoing and will spirit May be there’s more to her
“Stones” Thy more than meets the eye Where the river is shallow There lies a sticking rock Despite the waves and crash Stays in its place	“Chisel” A sculptor’s masterpiece The Eifel tower of an architect A math equation of Pythagoras The Yellow lane The mind of Einstein	“Respect” Things started out to be pretty odd Didn’t know how to approach Nonetheless, I respect her And everything she do especially her intelligence	“Princess” She may be a cynic or a brat But she’s my friend I’m thankful for her For even in times of defeat She stood up for me
“Damsels” In a world full of dragons Lie a maiden in a tower Yet! Never mistake for a damsel For the maiden herself Is par for a dragon	“Jolly” My hyperactive friend who is thin She’s smart and jolly Some say she’s pretty but nah I like her as a person I like her as my friend	“Sleeping Giant” She’s a bit sleepy and lazy at times So, it’s a mystery how she’s well I love how she’s tough yet At the same time fragile A fascinating odd combination	“Windows” Windows crack and ceilings hang Lights go dim as curtains rise Spotlights on one specific spot As outlets spark And mirrors shatter
“Coin” A fighter and a lover A concrete and a glass Never complete nor fulfilled Wise yet prone to crumble She’s both side of the coin	“Vessel” Seems like nothing much A trouble maker at best But if you really do get to know her She’s an affable one A potential in a vessel	“Shadows” Shrouded with mystery Such elegance with poise Though as much her appearance Is appealing, who knows What hides behind the shadows	“Likeness” She’s a silent one Yet a great one indeed We rarely hangout Yet She seems cool I wonder what she’s really like.
“Depth” A girl who has depth I love how every time we speak It Always range from Fun casual to Deep philosophies I love picking her mind	“Package” She’s witty, smart and attractive A total package at most I love how she grew so much In so little time She’s awesome	“Motion capture” A quiet girl with fierce passion I like how she’s elegant In every motion she does A director ready to capture This hazy thing called life	“Cloak and dagger” She’s quiet with underlying potential Her imagination is wild so is her observations A cloak and dagger indeed
“Behind the curtains” She’s pretty and powerful Vocal yet reasonable She stand by what her said Every bit of it Behind it all, she’s gentle	“Roses” Black roses grows in winter As the heavy snow falls A thunder begins to crack In a night with dark clouds And only lighting as light	“Loud sounds” A loud noise from the forest cracked As glasses from the city shattered Everything was in haywire As the mountains shake	“Vase” As a broken vase starts to mend There stands flower in a pot All her life wondering If she was placed in a Fragile yet appealing world
“Presents” Beneath the pine tree Is a wonderful present Too bad it appears so seldom Who knows? In time What the present bring?	“Ashes” A whisper was heard In a city of ashes Seldom we care where it came from Once we got curious We saw the unexpected