Coco
When I sit in the night,
I think of the one I lost so long ago.
Then I remember,
Of the one who I love almost as much.
When I look at her and think,
She reminds me of that girl.
So beautiful and innocent,
With all the love of the world.
I treat her like my own,
But she will never replace my sister.
She tries to make me hate her,
But I can see the beauty within.
No matter how much she tries,
I will always love her like a sister.
I know it's strange,
Maybe even bizarre;
But I love her like my own,
No matter what she does.
Copyright © Jonathan Thornton | Year Posted 2011
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