I Was Younger

When I was younger,

I met my best friend.

Back then I didn't know

How important you really were.

I didn't know the way you try to hide

Your laughter when I'm being dumb.

I didn't know your embrace, or the way

Your hair slips out of your ponytail unnoticed,

Like a thief lost in a black-dyed abyss.

I was younger when I learned the way

You sing along to good music and the sound

of your voice in my head when I know you can't possibly

See the dangerous things I do without you there.

I learned your favorite things and the way we both talk

With our hands as if that alone could save us.

Since I was younger I have been next to you

Through disagreements and deep conversations and

Opinions and outbursts after stressful days.

I have heard stories of dog fights and cat scratches and

Tattoos and scars from broken glass.

Through new adventures and old habits

You have brought me peace, security, hope, and love.

Back then, I didn't know everything

You would soon become to me

Because I was younger.