Friendship...
When I say I want to get to know you. I don't mean your favorite color, food, and your middle name. I want to know those, yes, but I mean, tell me about the time you broke your arm learning to ride a bike. Tell me the nightmares you have, the struggles you've dealt with if you ever feel alone. Tell me if there's a voice in your head that tells you, "you're not good enough."Â
Tell me your secrets, your thoughts, about your childhood, why you got that tattoo on your arm. Tell me about your first love and heartbreak. I want to know everything I won't settle for less.
Because if I get to know you, I want this friendship to last. If I'm friends with you, our friendship is for a reason.











