Friendship Hath No Limits

You have your quirks, your imperfections, but I love you anyway
We horse around with humorous rounds
But then, late at night, seriousness hovers over
You may be strange, misunderstood, and crazy
But to me, you're like the cheese to my macaroni
"Two peas in a pod" - well, we'll fit one more
There is no heavy tension in our friendship
Just an easiness that feels like heaven
Your pain is my pain, your hurt my hurt
When you need me, I'm here for you
Your personal shoulder to cry on
Our deep connection sizzles like the fire burning a sparkler
The 3 Musketeers - having each other's backs forever
You have your quirks, your imperfections, but I love you anyway