My steady boulder

A poem for one of the best people this world has ever seen

there’s a saying in my language

for people like you, from people like me

‘You’re my steady boulder, 

in the greatness of the sea’

you look differently in June

than you did April and in May

but never would you ever,

move even just an inch away

the warmth of your tanning granite

makes me feel easy and encased

to be able to bask in the tranquility of nothingness

and to feel like my inaction’s not a waste

Author's Note

God I love my best friend so fucking much
Its her birthday today, I wonder if she’ll ever read this poem
Happy bday A <3