So my cell phone is almost dead.... It's sitting in the corner of the room on the charger. I am feeling less than poetic and you can tell from my previous posts I am capable of weaving some cryptic feely shit. But tonight its about staying warm ,while on the phone in the driveway, for a length with my best friend, while drinking southern comfort and coke. I watch my dog run out and bark at passers by and apologize for my rudeness. Overall I am still an attentive chatty bitch. I love Aisha for being the same, and I expect her to call me, forever till we die. Because we have established ourselves as sisters. Beyond color, beyond orientation and certainly beyond who our mothers are. She is mine. And I hers. We have touched, lived and lost together, as friends do. Over time this is an earned thing. Seeing each others lives and being comfortable with the space you have been put in. And with all of my friends I expect this sameness. This space we have been allotted. This loving place we have made our way to. Because with friends we have an understanding and forgiveness that not all families have. Not the same dynamic and forgiveness-Because here, in this friend, this person, stranger, I have decided to let into my life, we have less of a past, but more of a future than mine own family. And no apologies. I have to reiterate, there is always a preciousness between kin, but between kindred spirits, one cannot neglect nor deny. So that's why I am not apologizing for too many text messages, nor the mistakes I may have made, because I expect the same from you. And if I am lucky I will be able to get those moments again. And with friends it is ok to say, "I want your time" " I need a hug" "I'm penniless buy me a drink."" These are ok under the friend terms. So I hammered this out for you so you may see, as the whole world is privy to this page, that it is ok to declare our friendship, but you and I can declare the terms and be ok with it for however we see fit. If you need my friendship, not my judgement, if you need my love, that is not a request beyond my capability. But I need your friendship as well, and honesty and maturity and trust come too. I want to. I am a willing person. No doubt. These words are meant for you. Friend.
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