Friends Poem by Cheyenne Watkins

Everything is right with my world.
While we were fighting,
I felt my word falling apart.
I felt…
Displaced,
Detached,
Surreal.
It was like one long nightmare
Where I couldn’t wake up.
But now we’re both forgiven.
And I’ve returned to my life.
My life -
Where I never yell
Or glare
Or ignore.
My life -
Where I’d rather laugh
And talk
And smile.
My life -
The life I love to lead.
My life -
Where you are my friend.