My friends and I all speak in hyperbole's,
Including my smartest friend,
Including The One Who Knows Me Less,
And definitely including The One Who Should Know Me Better.
Something happened between Wednesday night and yesterday,
With the One Who Should Know Me Better.
At least she's reaching out,
Even though she no longer wants something from me.
I saw my smartest friend tonight,
Who invited me last minute,
And I wasn't sure if she meant it,
But when she repeated it I came.
She spent time with me and another girlfriend,
Before heading to her boyfriends for the night.
He wants to see my sweetest friend,
The One Who Knows Me Less
(Can I even say that anymore?)
Even though she's been through the most shit,
She's the sweetest one among us,
And deserves so much more than she's been given.
My friend who wants me to move closer,
I wish it were that easy.
I miss her so much,
And her husband and girls too.
I miss my sweet former coworker friend,
Who is the most sensitive soul,
Who has two kids and struggles with so much,
But yet carries on with the strength of a saint.
I miss my first BFF,
Who I hardly see.
We text, that's how we talk,
And we do keep up with each others lives.
I love them all, my six friends.
I want to make more - am in the process of doing so.
But at the same time I need to let them all go,
Into the Father's hands they go.
I cannot save a single one.
No matter how much I would like to.
But somehow, we are all here now,
On this earth, which belongs to the Lord.
I love them all, I think they love me.
Somehow we are all friends.
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