My First and (I hope) Last Sentimental Poem

I got one of those sentimental fits a few days ago (my friends know what I'm talking about!) and I wrote this poem about my friends group and what they mean to me. I couldn't think of a title. To be frank, I hate being sentimental. I mean, I feel nice and all, but later I feel faintly disgusted that I could ACTUALLY WRITE STUFF LIKE THIS??? Eeww. It's quite soppy and all mushy to tell the truth! Well here goes.

My friends mean more to me
Than most of the people in my life.
Some are in school with me,
And some are outside.
All of them are very close
And have a place in my heart.
We have fights every now and then
But we're never truly apart.
I've written this poem today
For all of my dear friends
Through it I'd like to try and explain
Our breaks and our mends.
I've written what our group means to me.
All the joy and all the pain.
I've written why we've stayed together
Through sunshine and through rain.

Hanging with the girls.
Watching secrets unfurl.
Huge group fights.
Crying in the night.
Cat fights in our tent.
Later we repent.
Going to the theatre.
Crying all together.
Feeling each other's pain.
Playing in the rain.
Disagreements over tiny things.
Giving each other friendship rings.
Getting giggling fits.
Throwing secret chits.
Whispering in the loo.
And in the classroom too!
Complaining 'bout the food.
Changing someone's mood.
Exchanging dresses.
Making messes.
Playing Truth or Dare.
Making the teacher stare.
Teasing and shouting.
Later pouting.
Cheering her up.
Just gupshup.
Endless phone calls.
Going shopping in malls.
Doing projects for school.
Trying to be cool.
Chatting for hours.
Using girl power.
Huge sleepovers.
Movie hangovers.
Staying up till dawn.
Rolling on the lawn.

My group is all this to me,
And ever so much more.
They are the special people who,
I dedicate this poem for.