Girlhood period boys -- Minor complaints Weighed heavy Like dew on white snowdrop Caressing memories Comforting echoes of life lived Reckless wanting Womanhood womb woes (men) -- Now we are talking Grown-up stuff Made easy, forgivable, enjoyable Still your shriek shrill thrills Ears fill with electric talk Starts stops self-doubt Crushing living burdens Us, we lost and found Locked down, opened up My heart Silently cries happy tears wet My face pressed Into my hands I take You: My Friend-Sister-Soulmate.
I am lucky: I have a friend. This past year took a lot away, but brought us closer, and for that I am grateful. We’ve been best friends for more than half our lives. In the two years that we spent living in the same city, our relationship (like all great relationships) grew to exist beyond the constraints of space and time. So, while we haven’t hugged in more than a decade, I’ve never felt more loved.
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Beautiful, Sam! 💚 💙
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Thank you, Phoebe! It’s always special when I hear from you 🙂
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True friendship beautifully conveyed
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Thank you, Derrick. I appreciate it.
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