... who said she wanted less "diary" entries.
A Moment
As I wait for the clouds to clear
and that ever present sun to shine
I sit.
My nails are bitten
that tan line from that one ring
I lost last Saturday.
And I start laughing.
No one said anything,
my roommate turned around
assuming I am probably just crazy.
Why was I laughing?
because of that one one thing you said
on Saturday...
that one thing that made us hit the floor,
crying to the point of no return.
the exact moment I realized,
"truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave and impossible to forget." G. Randolf
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