||Friends? Sure..

I woke up this morning thinking about writing this post because I couldn’t fathom how one year we were going crazy with friendship bands, everything was simpler, love was friendship, movies were influential and then I wake up today and it’s a pretty normal day. Also I wanted to try out my cute new keyboard which otherwise seems like money not so pragmatically spent.

I wanted to reminisce a little bit about all the different kinds of friends I’ve had over the years. The one you rang first on the landline every time you got the tiniest bit of gossip. The one you went running around the school playground with, jumping off corridors as your fancy birthday dress flew up in frilly cuteness. The one you spent hours with coming up with numbers to cryptic-name your multiple crushes/persons of interest. The same one you found sitting on the first bench after assembly, new to school but so old and wise beyond her age (still).

The ones you keep thinking you’ve said goodbye to but they keep coming back into your life. Shared cornettos dripping down your hands, your group singing weird cheesy songs every time they pass you by, idiots you never should’ve befriended. The ones who write you long, not-so-cheery letters every year on your birthday, the ones who forget your birthday every year but you never forget theirs, the ones that caught on to your purple haze with pretty bracelets before you did so yourself. 

The ones you had your first drink, first concert with, the ones you poured your heart out to sitting on the balcony, the first friend whose cigarette you stole and the ones you can never stop writing about. The ones who never judged, and came into your life so late you kinda wish you knew them earlier. The ones you have to try really, really hard to stay friends with, and the few who make work bearable. There are those who you knew of before, but really know now. There are those you meet every year because they’re a part of you at ten years old. There are those you called home and those who became home.

The ones who came at the wrong time, the ones you helped through tough times, the ones who are too strong to ask for help, the ones who can see when you’re falling apart. People say you only need a handful of friends, and while that maybe true, isn’t it great that you have so many acquaintances too? I crib a lot and I call life unfair, but the one thing I’ve been lucky with - I’ve had so many great friends, isn’t that rare?

So I just wanted to write something today, and I know you’ll all find yourselves above, hidden between words that’ll probably never be said aloud. But if you’re someone, who’s ever been kind to me, please know that I’m proud - of you, and of the sunshine you have so clearly brought into the lives around you.