up into the silence the green
silence with a white earth in it
you will(kiss me)go
out into the morning the young
morning with a warm world in it
(kiss me)you will go
on into the sunlight the fine
sunlight with a firm day in it
you will go(kiss me
down into your memory and a memory and memory
i)kiss me,(will go)
-- e.e. cummings
bozo,
just before i hopped on the train, you pulled me and gave me the quickest, sweetest hug i've ever experienced in my entire life. i didn't look back, i wasn't even crying but i knew something had changed. you've always cracked me up whenever those big, mischievous blue eyes casted a pleading glance at me to join your hair-raising schemes -- of course, i didn't need any coaxing (god our private jokes would've offended everyone, by the way). but now, goofing with you all across new england's over, we've both grown and another story begins. thanks for proposing to me a hundred thousand times. who's the smartass that said, "marry a friend?," i'd like to thank that person, too. it may not have worked for us but it's still true. it baffled me for a while why two people who fit each other so perfectly couldn't stand each other after only 2 mins of talking, i guess because we were so much alike.
i've fallen for my other best friend, and you know it freaks me out sometimes that you two are practically twins (though not temperamentally). his cool, green-flecked brown eyes aren't devilish (like yours) and he doesn't have anything up his sleeves (like you do), but he makes my heart go thump. when somebody asked me to compare you both, i said, "well, one cheers me up and the other makes me smile."
thank you for putting up with me and making everything easy for me; for literally calling me ten times a day and being my tv guide at night; for (almost) defending me with a baseball bat and taking care of me when i was sick (yes, i've marked my territory in every corner of your room); for laughing at me when i smashed the phone to pieces all because of you.
is closure possible? yes, it is. i'm doing it now. one thing's for sure, i'll remember you as the only guy who knew how to handle me. everyday was disneyland with you.
i know you hate sappy, schmaltzy, sugar-coated talk but you're my bestest friend, after all. as cliche as it may appear, i wish you all the good things.
forget not me?
sophie
since 2004.10