let’s be friends

Let’s be friends
Friends like the we text every day
Friends like those that finish each other’s—
--sentences…
That lean into one another’s space the same way
Flowers grow at the base of trees
Roots intertwining 
Mingling 
Growing from the same environment
Like when you met me.

Twelve years old
New and alone
A friend of a friend
God, I thought you were so cool,
So nerdy and confused.

And we circled and circled
Being the friends of friends
Not interacting but knowing of each other’s existence
This persistence 
That we were supposed to be in the other’s life

Maybe that’s why I got that Instagram message that night.
One that started as we stared at our respective ceilings
Thinking life was over
Just because we could not picture the Next. 

Next meant change, 
Meant moving to new places, new roommates, or being strangled into staying in a state you despised
Rooming with the discomfort of wanting to move on but not being able to.
I started Hot Girl Walking before Hot Girl Walking was Hot Girl Walking
Making my loops around the block
Like the anxiety bicycling around my head
Peddling as fast as my legs could walk
(I don’t bike. It’s not that I can’t; it’s that I don’t).
Maybe my anxiety was trying to run away as my feet carried me 
When walks turned into long drives
Where this spiraling anger bubbled up
Scrambling my head like the metaphors in this poem

And then we met. 
We became friends over tacos and conversation.
We became friends as we never stopped talking
Checking in
Laughing 
And we kept going.
Let’s be friends
The kind of friends that get mistaken for dating
The you’re my everything type of friend
Where when I see you I can’t help but be smiling

Let’s be friends
Even when we move apart. Two states, new jobs,
These are bricks to build bridges or walls, and we’ve built an engineering masterpiece. 
With arches and support beams
Holding us above the water we used to gaze about into. 

Let’s be friends
When we go from friends who see each other to friends that text
From friends who text to the happy birthday, merry Christmas friends
To the friends we see in Instagram posts and smile
Wish them well
Call them friends when you don’t really know them.

Let’s be…friends. 

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