Our families knew each other long before,
They were kids young and free.
Thanksgiving with my mothers side and your fathers side,
Christmas surrounded with my fathers side and your mothers.
Somehow it seems like it was meant to be,
Met out of random at a interview for Olive Garden.
Instantly connected and became best friends,
Throughout the years we found ourselves with people who never appreciated or saw what we were worth.
Our backgrounds were always a problem,
Yet we connected again not just through our family’s or fate but through our pain.
An understanding no one could fathom.
The breaking point was that night the fighting erupted.
You fought her I argued with him.
At first it felt like betrayal but now that we’re older,
It’s clear.
We didn’t fight or argue them because we loved them it was because we saw the way they treated us.
I hated the way he took you for granted and used you,
You hated her for the same.
It was unfortunate that it all came crashing down that way.
Yet here we are, free from their tightening grips
The condescending tones
The one sided love.
Now that we can breathe freely,
Traveling back and forth between those state lines is easier.
The long road of struggling is over,
Now it’s a time of healing and growth.
Together.