To My Friends

To my friends,
You are more valuable than you know.

Not just because you are my friend,
But entirely independent of that,
Before I met you and even if we drift away.

I do not want to drift away,
And to my core friends,
I will work hard to make sure
That you stay in my life.

To my girl friends,
I see you primp and get ready for dates,
I've seen you in sweats and all dressed up,
And I enjoy you the most
When it's just the two of us and
There's no one to impress.

But even when the guys come,
For me and for you,
May you know your worth
And not settle for less than you should.

If we seem critical,
That is because we care.
But I will support you
As long as it's not abusive.

To my guy friends,
I hope you experience friendship like girls have,
In that you have the support from your fellow men.
I hope to remain friends appropriately,
No matter who comes into my life.

And, my dear friends,
As this horrible month of love ends,
Never forget who loved you first.
And who you can be in that One.

Maybe It Wasn't Meant to be Beautiful

Last night I went out with a group of 11 women
Had dinner, then saw the movie 50 Shades of Grey.
I would not mention it on facebook, and
Didn't even tell my family until afterwards (when they asked),
Because of all the criticism and outward bashing
Of everyone who goes to see the movie.

I was far too sober for the movie.
The acting and writing was painful to watch,
And I only followed the story because I had
Already read a detailed synopsis online.
(I got the book to read but didn't have time to read it.)

I only knew 4 out of the 10 others there,
And I was really far too sober for the night.
I was not happy most of the time. So many reasons.
I had a nice time at the end, after the movie, but was it worth it?

Well, I don't know, but I would've gone anyways because
It is better to know than to sit and wonder.
And throughout the whole night, I kept thinking,
This stuff? Maybe it wasn't meant to be beautiful.

My Least Favorite Month

The thing is, February has always been my least favorite month.

It won again. It still is.

There Are Fun Nights

Last night was a night out that started as a group of 4
Then eventually became a group of 8
With two people I hadn't even met before
Even though I was the one who set it up.

I was a bit nervous at first,
Because I didn't really know what I was getting myself into.
But it turned out very well,
And was a very fun night out.

I had an amaretto sour and two long islands,
And I was very much fine, having them early on.
The dinner was long but I didn't get bored too much.
The games were when things really took off.

The early group  left and there were four of us remaining,
Two guys and two girls.
I found my game - a version of ski ball called Ring of Fire.
And I got most of my tickets by the coin game.

My girl friend and I both cashed in some tickets for a teddy bear.
And I played group air hockey twice.
Before we left we went to the photo booth
And the four of us left did two rounds of silly faces.

Why can't more nights be like this?
Cheers to new friends, old friends, nights out, and fun times.

Nobody

Sometimes I realize I have nobody to hold me when I feel down.

The Month of Love

With all the boys I text,
With all the friends I have,
With all my family who is in town,
I am not feeling the love.

Relationships are complicated.
Love is more than emotion.

I am talking to a lot of guys.
But that is it so far.
I have a lot of friends and "friends",
But I am still searching for that close knit confidante.
I live with my immediate family,
And I really think our relationship would be better
If I was not dependent on them for survival.

While I am not convinced that true love exists,
I am also not convinced that it doesn't.
And there is the core of it -
I have hope that it does.
It has not been completely squashed yet.