Having a best friend
This poem describes my struggle with maintaining best friendships
What does it mean
To have a best friend?
To know someone,
Who considers you family?
A long time ago,
I thought I had this,
But time can twist
Even the strongest of bonds.
One school year in middle school,
I thought I had a best friend,
But all it took was one summer vacation,
To forget absolutely everything about them.
After this fate you’d think,
Surely she’ll make a new best friend!
Well in high school,
I did in fact,
Made a new best friend.
And then,
After high school ended,
I lost all means
Of contact with them.
After that experience,
I am weary,
Of whenever someone calls me
Their best friend,
Since more than likely,
I will lose them again.
About the Creator
Serenity Zahnle
I'm a transgender poet. Started writing again after a few years of hiatas. I hope to find new people to connect with.
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