My dearest friend

An ode to my best friend;

You are my sunrise, that brilliant orange softness rising up above my darkness. I forget sometimes how much of me you really can see. You’ve been there for me in the times when my skies turned a dark maroon colour, with dark grey and black clouds hovering there above me. You are the warmth of a spring breeze through an open upstairs window, wrapping me in such effortless comfort I forget that it may rain later on. You are a melodious tune coming from somewhere down a crowded street, in the middle of December. You are the ones who holds all my secrets like your own, the one who shares my fears and joys. But most of all, you are the one who loves me when I am most definitely unloveable, you are the one I am truly safe with, I can hide myself within you but also free myself around you. I love you so.

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