I truly love my friends

I Truly Love My Friends

I see so many poems about having a romantic love interest, But for someone who’s been alone for so long, Stuck in a cage I used to call my "bedroom," The feeling of being free— Sharing testimonies, smiling, and crying together— As we sit on a thin layer of fabric, Is something words can barely capture.

Yes, I have a love interest in one of my friends, But I don’t want to talk about how much I want to kiss him. I want to talk about how their company makes me smile, How just the thought of them warms my heart.

Honestly, thinking about those moments feels like Sitting by a window during a warm, cozy sunset With a view of the endless sea. It’s beautiful. It makes you smile without realizing it.

Do they feel the same? Honestly, I don’t care. I’ve already told them— They are an answer to an old prayer of mine.

This may not sound like a poem. It might feel out of place. But it’s truly an open love letter To those who are blessings in my life.

With all of my heart, I truly love my friends.

:)