On Saturday, my longtime friend Deanna and I spent some time together for the first time in a while. The days leading up to Saturday served as minor planning days with texts that read, “Hey, u still wanna hang out on Saturday??” and “Hey…still on for tomorrow?” I was excited, anxious, and skeptical. When we met in 30th street station we shared a hug, looked at each other in shock for a few minutes, and then proceeded to talk freely. It was like we had seen each other the day before. We used to be best friends and had a friendship that entailed spending holidays together, having countless sleepovers, and writing letters with “BFF” stamped on them. On Saturday I realized that our friendship never ended, but merely came to a temporary halt. Deanna and I have experienced a few “temporary halts” that never permanently interrupted our friendship. We will remain friends although we do not talk every day or see each other often, the present condition of our friendship.
"Yea, it was great in class today!"
"Well my teachers are always running into lunch, so today when my math teacher asked, 'What's 34 divided by 2', I looked at my wrist and thought, It's 5 past 12. Can we go now?
At least his jokes stay inside his head.
Too tight for me to get my legs up in
It's the death of skinny jeans
because they don't fit me but Billy Jean
fitting tighter than a MJ glove
Fitting tighter than grandma's hugs,
but is that really love?