I climbed into your window because I heard singing.

I saw a carefree girl who had the life I wanted.

You had the family,

the grades.

I never cared about school before I met you.

I had talent but I didn’t know what to do with it.

You showed me it was OK to be the good girl.

It was OK to be happy.

I could be happy.

You are part of me and I am part of you.

I am not the bad girl anymore.

You changed me and I am grateful for it.

You are my best friend.