At night, alone, the fear sneaks in
The worry and defense creep up my sleeves
They corner every vein and artery,
Demanding my breath and my sanity.
I will not give in, I will not give up
Love is not wrong, or evil
Love renews and restores and heals
Love is the warrior facing this fear.
And now I must cleanse my blood from me
Replaced with others’ cares and worries
I must fill my bouncing frolicking head
With the scattered footfalls of different tread.
Friendship is not money or lattes or flowers,
It’s capital letters and rambling for hours.
It’s video games, failure and horrible homework,
Stupidity, laughter and telling her first.
It’s listen-to-me, I’m-smarter-than-you,
It’s “you’re doing this wrong, let me show you,”
It’s how-did-you-miss-that, they-taught-it-in-class,
And parents saying “how do you two text so fast?”
It’s “thank you for being there” in all of your ways,
When I copied your notes on those it’s-too-much days.
Gratitude for all that you’ve done, we’ve been through,
A round of applause and hats off to you.