Guacamole

do you remember?

lunchtime

brought us together

and with me

came the tortilla chips

and the homeade guacamole.

i offered it to you

because i had a lot

and that is what friends do.

and you,

like a true friend,

saved me some.

how considerate.

thank you, for saving me

NO chips

but a BUCKETLOAD

of untouched guacamole.

oh, man, i love you, ya dork.

what is the point of that

you may ask?

well, you see,

you have left me

so

so

much more

than guacamole.

you left me

an example

of how to be amazing

and how to love myself.

you left me

a bit more enthusiasm

for everything you love.

you left me

with advice

that gave me hope

and helped me work through a lot

(and I don’t mean lick it)

you even left me

feeling loved

on a day that felt like the world was ending.

did you know that?

you still help me.

you help me motivate myself

and do things that

I

really

don’t

want

to

do.

you help me see the beauty

in everything

and in everyone.

you are really good at that.

so thank you,

thank you,

thank you,

for leaving me with so much more

than a bucket of guacamole.

thank you

for leaving me a friend

who I wouldn’t trade

for the world.