Friends.

Everyone complains about friends

Some good.

Some bad.

Some leaving you when you need them most.

Some sympathetic with you whilst they're the one doing you bad.

We've all had our share of friends.

I've always had good friends.

Sure we fight.

We argue.

We even got to the brink of never talking to each other again.

I'm happy we could resolve it.

Looking at how far we've come.

I want to say thank you to my friends.

My close friends.

My best friends.

My homies.

I love y'all.

My mom tells me to be wary of friends.

I guess they all say that.

You are uniquely special she says.

Friends could destroy you.

They could be jealous of you.

But how do I explain to her that not everyone is jealous of me.

I might be uniquely special but so are they.

If they are intimidated by my uniqueness then maybe it's because they haven't found theirs.

Not everyone is wicked and I can't grow without other people.

How do I explain to her how far we've come.

How I probably wouldn't have survived FGGCAKURE without them.

Our bad days, our good days.

Our stupid arguments.

Our gists.

Our group sesh iykyk🌚.

The days we'd go hunting for fruits.

Or our early morning struggles for water.

Our sitting in silence when we all had nothing to say.

Maybe that's what friendship is.

Having someone to talk to when there's something you desperately want to tell parents but you can't.

Having someone to share your sorrows with.

Having someone who your problems become their problems.

To my friends.

The ones I met at the beginning.

The ones I met later on.

The ones I've blocked.

The one's who became ghosts.

The one's we don't talk anymore.

The one's leaving to start over.

Thank you.

For our little moments.

Our memories.

For annoying me and letting me annoy you.

For listening to my yaps.

For making my problems your problems.

For walking me home at 12 in the morning.

For the fights we survived.

For the days we thought we wouldn't survive.

For the days we didn't have solutions, so we simply sat together and complained about life.

For simply just being there.

I appreciate it.