i looked up to her skill, her strength, her savvy. she went distances i could only imagine; never having the courage to go there myself. far away places, with foreign food and language-germany and egypt and china, the world was her oyster.
i analyzed her friendships, evaluating how she interacted with her girlfriends.
i observed the books she read-big, thick ones that she'd tenaciously pour over hour after hour.
and her stories; vivid and deep, soul searching characters on adventurous quests. and her art and her brilliant mind.
she went before me. her firsts before my firsts. and then the firsts stopped.
and we seemed to trade roles. only the mutual admiration society ended. and the distance grew wider and taller and deeper until it seems as though its impenetrable. but that doesn't stop my birthday wishes...wishes big enough to dream about, big enough to hope in, wishes of a bond that's strong and true. we have things in common,with heredity you can't escape it. i wish her much love, deep joy, and warm peace tonight. and although we no longer speak the same language, i hope one day for unity.
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