She
Was the hardest to write about
Not because I can't explain her
Or I don't understand her
but because I see a lot of myself in her

She's sweet, so sweet
Vanilla would be jealous

She's tough, so tough
5 year old boys would be jealous

Even boys our age are jealous

They look at her from afar and she really doesn't know
They look at her from afar like she's untouchable
Which she is
Sometimes

She
wants the best for all of us
rolls her eyes every time we use the excuse
let's just do it while we're young

She's driven and passionate
for a lot of things
like basketball

She runs as if her life depended on it
and that's not just on the court
but in life too

She runs to our rescue,
rolling her eyes most of the time
making inappropriate jokes,
here and there


but when she needs us
she knows she can always have us by her side

and when she cries, you can bet the whole world has shifted
and the hurricane has set its roots
and she's not okay


*and that's a beautiful, tragic , love

and she deserves all of the love in the world