I couldn’t hear half the night but didn’t care
Chatter ebbing and flowing
floating over the conversation, our conversation
She laughed soundly at another joke and they passed the chowder knowing we just had to try it
I smiled so hard I had to look away
This is a poem about friendship
The tingles you feel on the side of your face when someone’s trying to catch your attention
Smirks that transcend tabletop landscapes
Crowing madly at memories a decade old
We gather another round of courage
Debting any consequence of today to tomorrow
Tonight we make up lost time by sharing a past
Jun 30, 2024
Jun 30, 2024 at 1:11 AM UTC
I couldn’t hear half the night but didn’t care
Chatter ebbing and flowing
floating over the conversation, our conversation
She laughed soundly at another joke and they passed the chowder knowing we just had to try it
I smiled so hard I had to look away
This is a poem about friendship
The tingles you feel on the side of your face when someone’s trying to catch your attention
Smirks that transcend tabletop landscapes
Crowing madly at memories a decade old
We gather another round of courage
Debting any consequence of today to tomorrow
Tonight we make up lost time by sharing a past
