to my best friend (alt. title: oh, the irony)

to my best friend (alt. title: oh, the irony)

A Poem by valerie
"

michael, even though i said i forgive you, in my heart i don't know if it is true.

"
It's the little things about you that I love.
The shape of your nose
How long your eyelashes are
And how they frame your pretty blue eyes
And I love the way your eyes
Crinkle up into little crescent moons when you smile,
Really smile.
I love your smile. It's beautiful.
So are you. You're not perfect, no, not even close.
But the flaws make you you.
And you are beautiful.
The moments we spend together are beautiful.
When you tuck me into your arm at the movies
And hold my hand as you drive us home.
The first time I asked you for a hug goodbye
It was awkward and, frankly, terrible.
But now you give teriffic hugs,
And I don't even have to ask.
Do you remember our first kiss?
Watching a movie on the couch in your basement.
It was awkward, and sweet,
And I was probably a terrible kisser
But you kissed me again anyway.
I love when we stay up late texting
And our questions change from silly things like
"What color is your underwear?"
to meaningful things, getting to know you, like
"Where's your favorite place to be?" and
"What scares you the most?"
The vibration of the phone like a second pulse
Against my stomach, blue light
Dancing on my eyes at three a.m.
Cheeks soaked through with saltwater,
As you told me you didn't care
If you wouldn't understand, just talk, you'll listen,
It'll make me feel better.
And it did.
You know, you know me better than anyone else does.
I don't know if I should be afraid, or happy.
You know how I don't trust people easily,
You know I've been betrayed.
But when you said "you can trust me"
That one Friday night, I believed you.
I can't be as open or honest with anyone else.
I think it's because at first I didn't…
Well, I didn't really care about you.
I didn't think our friendship would build to this
I didn't think we'd even have a friendship
So I figured, hey, why not?
I've got nothing to lose.
And now…well, what are you to me now?
Boyfriend? Yes, but something else.
Over the past few months, well…
I think you've become my best friend, too.

© 2010 valerie


Author's Note

valerie
this is extremely cheesy. i wrote this to my boyfriend for our one month. on the day i planned to give it to him, he told me he cheated on me. we're still together. it's a long story. this is what i thought of him before that...
anywho. suggestions would be nice to revise this but not really necessary because i gave this to him after i found out anyway. he felt guilty.
so, thoughts? things you like? things you don't like that i should change?

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A Poem by valerie