This is Thursday (and thank goodness)

I Miss My Friend

   

      I miss my friend.

     There, I've said it (almost) out loud.

I miss my friend.

I miss the phone calls ten times a day.

I miss having someone know my whole true self,

Someone with whom I couldn't wait to share

     my latest obsessions, my strangest thoughts.

I miss her, because not only would she not be shocked,

     she would say, "I feel that way, too!"

To hear someone say, "I have felt the same as you – "

There is great relief in that,

Great comfort.

To have had it once, and for it now to be gone –

     is pain.

So World, Life, Irony – I shout it out to you –

I MISS MY FRIEND.

And now I shall tuck it quietly back inside my heart,

Smaller than a mouse

Not allowing even the daintiest squeak

Because although I can say, "I miss my friend,"

She can't ever be allowed

in my heart again.

~smj 1.27.04