"One is the Loneliest Number..."

sitting in my room tonight i got to thinking...
i haven't really said or stated how i feel to my friends.
whether they are still present.
or not.

i'm stealing this from M.
i don't think she'll mind.

H:
you call me your hero.
but can't imagine anyone else more perfect for that title.
your tears are what create mine.
i feel so protective over you.

for A:
i really miss us.
it makes a hole, because i know that time has not done good.
that it needs to rewind back to sleeping in that hot burrito of a bed.
what i loved was daily routines.
and you lying in my lap.

dearest M:
you are crazy.
but i find you courageous and strong.
but soft when you are around me.
worlds apart, i still think we'd find a way to speak.
that's why i have faith in us.

N:
i know you will never read this.
i liked the laughs, and appreciated the sarcasm.
sometimes.
it's interesting how sometimes, we both know when we need a hand.
you're a good worker.

C:
i have no idea why i think of you.
but yet, your laugh comes in my mind.
memories of whales, and of guitar strings.
your one line of advice still sticks in my head.
i'm so grateful for it.

Another A:
you're so darling.
like a cute toy that i can never stop playing with.
knowing it all, you are still so sweet.
don't change.

K:
you make me laugh sometimes, walking down that hall.
i like to tell you things just to see the look on your face.
but it's just so funny.
because with whatever i tell you,
it feels like you're the same as me.

To (yet another) K:
you remind me of gears.
of what gets a motor going.
you spin so fast.
i just hope you don't break down.

i had never expected to be taught,
instead of the one teaching.
i hope i did some good as well.

all of you, i can't thank enough.
i can't believe all the things i notice.
but i'm glad i do.

his widened eyes.
her pouting lips.
his grace with his walk.
her laughter illuminating the world around her.
cracking of his knuckles.
the sorrow in her sighs.
the quiet pace he makes.
the way her lovely eyes cry.

i wish i could keep all of you.
some i'm trying real hard.
but one thing i'll have hope with,
it to remember how it starts.

"friends come first."

with love and light,
eve morgan