an ode to platonic love and female friendships

my miss sophia’s birthday

how lucky am i to have a beautiful best friend that extends so much generosity to me, unconditionally? a best friend is a girl that would let me live at her apartment for weeks while i am on the road and lost and running away from or towards whatever is next.

a girl that goes to work early every morning while i sleep in and play house, sitting on her balcony all morning, making foamy lattes, reading her books, playing dress up in her closet, spending my time as if in my own home.

a girl who will decorate my face in glitter and take me out dancing but will let me go home early to her bed when i’m tired and she’s ready to stay out all night.

a girl who will sit on a dirty sidewalk with you in the cold to eat your ice cream before walking home. you call it “home” now too.

a girl that shares her bed with me for nights on end and never complains about my suitcase on her floor, taking up most of the room.

a girl that doesn’t question when it all becomes too much and i need to go lay down and cry and she just turns down the lights and shuts the door for me.

a girl who will remind you to take your B12 every day but will also offer you magic mushrooms.

a girl who lets you play all her records and use her nail polish and shares her fruit and veggies with you and never asks for anything in return.

that is what a best friend is, and i feel so lucky to have sophia in my life.

july 1, 2022