The One

Simple objects take me back in time

When the world seemed so easy

So bearable

Because I had the one person who could finish

All my sentences


Day or night

Whether they contained a hint of sense or not

Especially not

I had the one who knew my every move

Before I even made it

And told me what I should do instead

And really did know better

I had the one who knew all my faults

Who stopped at nothing to fix them

Not for her reputation

But for me

I had her

My best friend