FOUREVERS I can’t say enough about them. There aren’t enough words invented to justify the love I have for them. I can’t win lotteries because of them— God made sure I used up all my luck to let me win the greatest lottery of life: them. The most beautiful part is, they weren’t born perfect. We taught each other right from wrong, and never missed a chance to experiment with the wrong ones. They held my hand while crossing roads, and when teachers were just too harsh. I only hope I can hold theirs on thier big day. I hate them for never showing me what a sad day truly felt like, for making me believe life would always smile the way they did when things got too hard. Now I have a million reasons to hate them— because they loved me too much. Somehow, the more time I spend with you guys, the shorter life feels like even centuries wouldn’t be enough. And this film called life seems to play at 2x. I just hope I still get to make seven more films with you guys— for the seven lives we always talk about.Maybe one day we’ll realize we truly lived that “forever,” and yet, another forever is still waiting for us. Imagine an 9th-grade girl, sitting silently on the first bench, too scared to answer, too scared to fail, too scared to not fit in. You guys changed her. She is now a confident girl, unafraid to fail, unafraid to speak, someone who doesn’t care about fitting in because she believes in herself— all because three 9th-grade girls believed in her first. They were none other than the FOUREVERS.
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