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For now, here’s one of todays poems!
I haven’t been a great friend recently.
I mean, I’ve still kept my word and all that and checked in every day.
But it has felt a bit superficial somehow.
A little formulaic…
Somewhat pedestrian, you know?
I know, I know, it takes two to tango.
And what you put in you get back out.
And, it’s a question of priorities and all that.
Look, I do want things to be different and no matter how things look right now, I haven’t forgotten.
You were there for me when I was at rock bottom. You took me by the hand and loved me through my grief, gently steering me towards my expression. You held me, you noticed me and I wailed with you. You gave a voice to my intensity and never made my feelings wrong. And I cannot even begin to tell you what that means.
As I write these words there are tears of remembering.
Tears of appreciation.
Tears of tenderness.
You are a friend in the true sense of the word. A friend who is always by my side and with whom I can just pick up from where I left off. You let me be me, warts and all and you celebrate my every emotion.
Just know, dear Poetry
I do not take you for granted.