Here's to the late nights sitting on the steps, inhaling the cool canyon breezes, discussing everything until emotions well up inside, while piles of laundry still taunt me in the distance.
I guess we don't always get what we want, but I'm realizing we do get what we need. He keeps telling me to just get over it and I really do wish it were that easy. I'm fairly certain everyone walking past thinks we are in a relationship and in the process of an emotional break up. The two of us sitting as far apart on the steps as possible; me crying, yet I still say hello to all who pass by. The thunder was oddly soothing and I would have been content had this night never ended.
Where I might be lacking certain things, I am content with myself, I know I am on my way to being who I need to be. It's that much more satisfying looking back at everything I have overcome to get here. I seem to have forgotten how to live in the moment as of late; however, on this night I am overwhelmed with a sense of calm, a sense of healing, a sense of peace. So this is what a real friendship feels like. I rather like it.
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