Days 15 and 16 or What To Say When Your Best Friend Gives You The Ring

Day 15
For frozen fanfare and street side photography,
PROM! and poetry and passive aggression (but only to twenty-something assholes),
for giving ourselves the literal cold-shoulder on nighttime walks to the parking lot,
for the future clink of silver-on-silver,
For you. For me.
For forever.

Day 16
You’ll notice I haven’t been keeping a countdown.
Not because I fear the not-so-distant distance
(I do)
or our last walk down the hallway
(I do)
Best friend, if it were possible to count down from infinity,
today would be infinity and one.
52.3 miles is nothing when our friendship runs marathons.
We are so far from any endings.
I love you.