BFFs

our friendship is a memory

a rug pulled out from under me

a light brown rectangle

on a dark wooden floor

unprotected and exposed


and it serves

as a reminder

of vibrant colors

the two of us stood on together

rainbow fibers woven

just below

our shoes

caught the dirt as we shuffled through

held it like the best kind do


and i thought no one else could know

just how it felt to be so close

just how it felt to love you most


i never felt you letting go

i’ll always miss your

“Welcome Home”