Good Friend

Good Friend

So apparently, I wasn't a very good friend.
I mean wasn't it me that you came running to in the end?
Hold up let me check my phone record, 4 calls all lasting almost over an hour?

Wait and the texts ....yea all of them reaching over 500

BUT I wasn't a good friend?

You tried running my name through mud.
Demean my character and for what? Because your insecurity and your cheating ass man had you tripping. I kept telling you leave his trifling ass alone, but no you stuck and love gone.

Wasn't I the one who shoulder you cried on when you found out that Tanika was from down the street was getting the treatment you use to receive? Or that Debbie was steady spending money that you gave him. And you wonder why you never say a bill receipt...

BUT I wasn't a good friend?

I held your hand, wiped your tears, and shared with you the deepest, darkest fears. Laughed and smiled with you. You were my road dog; my ace in the hole but you want throw that all away for something you THINK you know...

So I'll tell you what.. when you get out of that rut of "everyone wants what I got" then I'll be here for you, WHY?

Because that's what REAL friends do.

Lady R © 2012

Remember When

 Remember When

I remember when I was sitting having lunch and you walked up and stole my fries, I didn't cry I just high jacked your apple juice. You looked at me and smiled, then gave me a high five. That's when our friendship was formed as days went on then you were gone....

How time flies when i realized I'm walking through the high school doors and who do I see, but my friend from elementary

who stole my fries when we were five; that's where our friendship began. So we connected once again, talking about the old days of play dough and nap time, yea those were the good times. As time progressed you found your crowd and I found mine and we became friends in passing by's with head nods or quick hello's and good-byes.
Then again time flies - Graduation

Here we are side by side in our white caps and gowns walking down these aisles and saying our good byes as we shook hands with the teachers who smiled or had tears in their eyes. Another chapter is done and we're still cool because I remember when you stole my fries when we were five.

College- New chapter and new beginnings; the best years of my life is what I keep hearing, so we shall see. While getting classes and orientation I look up from my paper and before my eyes, was my friend that stole my fries when we were five. A smile spread across my face and maybe I got a glimmer in my eye as I walked over to my friend to see how their summer went. We grabbed lunch and talked about how our time was spent and my heart broke when she told me that coming to college was her get away from her reality of hell on earth.. Home.

My friend told me that every day on their block someone died. Just before they came here their cousin lost their life. I handed them napkins to wipe the tears falling from their eyes and hugged them tight as they cried.
Lunch was over and classes were done, night time has falling it was time to unwind and relax our minds.

We strolled into our first college party. Music was going we seen drinks flowing and people on the dance floor. I wasn't a drinker, but they filled their cup and disappeared into the crowd. I found a couple of dorm mates and just hung around.
Minutes later, then hours passed and I hadn't seen my friend in a while so I went on the search for them to make sure everything was cool, because the type of thing that friends do. I asked around and no one had seen them. I went back to the dorm to see if they returned to it and I wasn't able to find them.
It was getting late and they weren't returning my calls or texts so I guess they hooked up smh always chasing asses.

Morning- I woke up to the loud knock at my door. Stumbling out my bed and answering I asked "Who are you looking for?" Once my eyes focused I seen it was the police and he said "He had a couple of questions for me." I got dressed and followed him down the hall to the deans office where we had a meeting...
They asked if I knew my friend that stole my fries when we were five. I shook my head yes, and that's when the police unloaded the news that my friend had overdosed on pills and alcohol giving to them by a fellow student.

My eyes got wide as I began to cry I wanted speak while wiping my tear soaked cheeks that's when they asked me if the body I could identify before the parents they would notify. No words were said I just shook my head and we got into the policeman's ride.
At the hospital looking through the glass I saw my friend laying stiff; no movements, in their chest not a rise or a fall... I said "Yes, that's them, go head and make the call." The policeman then left my side I stood looking at my them for the last time...

I'll always remember my friend who stole my fries... when we were five....

Lady R © 2012