I have a friend
They live in the US.
For those of you that may be confused,
I do not live there.
I am very British.
Tea and crumpets,
And all that.
Is probably my closest friend right now.
Which kinda sucks
But is also cool.
Because it feels like there is somebody to talk to
From a whole different world.
If I gossip
It doesn’t have any repercussions
And the same goes for them.
I can talk freely
Without some body else telling me
Let’s talk about something else”
I can talk passionately about music
Books and poetry
And not be written off as a wannabe hipster,
Because they share this same passion.
Jordan lives in the middle of the US
(I know the state but I won’t tell)
They used to live in a big city until there was
a bad thing
And then they had to move to a paper town
“In the middle of fkujing nowhere”
As they they would say.
We talk every night
Usually over skype
Sometimes this is a problem
Because I will stay up talking to them at ridiculous times
Like 2 in the morning
But in a way, it’s exciting.
Because the whole town is quiet
And I feel like I’m sharing
In the stillness and the dark.
And the world becomes a safe place.
They have been through some stuff in the past
But we never talk about it
Sometimes they get really down
And I worry
But I know that in reality,
They’ll pull through.
It’s odd for me,
Having a friend like this
Caring platonically for somebody like this,
With every fibre of my being
For their happiness.
That one day the sea will disappear,
And the land will grow close
So that I wouldn’t have to walk across an ocean
To finally see them
Face to face.