I have a few friends, yes, just a few. Some are old, some are new. And I promise, this whole thing won’t rhyme. But it might take some time. Haha, okay I’m done.
I have friends that uplift me and friends whom I uplift. And I love all my friends dearly. I have friends from all corners of the world. Friends who I see every day and friends who I see once a month on a computer screen. I have friends whom I haven’t seen for nearly four years.
And I have my friends who set me free. These are the friends who laugh with me and laugh at me but never judge me. These are the friends who aren’t afraid to be honest and even less afraid to be true. These are the girls and guys who open up their worlds, their fears, dreams, and embarrassing moments. These are the people who don’t care about making fools of themselves because it’s far more fun that we’re together. Being friends with these people allows me to be myself. I don’t care if I haven’t washed my hair for three days (which happens) or that I embarrassed myself FULLY in front of everyone at work. I can share these stories with them and know that they’ll appreciate the humour and appreciate me. We can be silly and uncool and ridiculously not-trendy. I mean, side ponytail uncool. We can sing, unashamedly, You’re So Vain at the top of our lungs (ok, I never did that but I would have if I wasn’t asleep). We can act like animals and cry at Miley Cyrus movies and have really bad dance parties in the middle of the living room. We can eat junk food and let our food babies stick out without feeling the need to suck them in. We can develop our brains and new thoughts together without judgment. We can talk about books and yell at each other and debate until we’re blue in the face and never once dislike the other person. We become better people around each other. These friends tell me exactly when I’m being an ultra-douche and put up with me until I’m not. They will say YES when they can, and sometimes when they don’t really want to, but will say NO when they need to. They are the wind whipping through my hair and messing it all up and making me lovelier.
These are the righteous few who stand beside me and are forever held within my heart.
They love me. They set me free.
(photo by Clavell Lee)