Born To Be Wild

This post was inevitable. I HAD to blog about my genuine Partner In Crime for the past three years or so. This one goes out for you Mallu.

We were born to be wild,
And you grew up to be God's special child.
We were born to be free,
Laugh and dance, and make jives out of 'Glee'.
We were born to rule,
To share a billion stories, especially about your school.
We were born to fall in love,
It was a fool-proof plan, sent right from above.
We were born to laugh and cry,
Always asking questions, never finding out why.
We were born to make mistakes,
Some we promised never again to make.
We were born to converse in hilarious tones,
You completed my sentences, my mind clone.
We were born to bitch about men,
Became my favourite past-time, no matter where or when.
We were born to meet that momentous first day,
I love you to death, and I wish you could stay.