slut_free_youth

she shows up to my door, wearing her number 81 pajama pants and her powder blue tank top. her hair is pulled up like she just jumped out of bed, in fact. she did. i am just starting to wake up and she knows the times my alarm clock rings. she knows i love my hot chocolate in the morning, and particulary this morning, i had myself an extra cup. i hear the door bell ring and curiously i answer. she's there, soaking wet. i smile, wondering deep inside why on earth she is at my door step, and before i could ask her why she was here... she grabs by arm and says "come dance with me". hesitation grew within me but there was something about the tone in her voice that lead me to run outside with her and jump around in the fresh rain of the april month. i see my watch and it reads five:fifthteen... and as the raindrops pour, she giggles so profoundly, like she destined in life to giggle into people's lives. as she bounces around, i follow her steps, and before it was known, her giggle turned into our laughter. so as it went for about twenty minutes and then she insisted we go inside to dry off and get ready for class. she always keeps her 'kourt's closet outfit' in my house: her volcom jeans, with the white camisole, and the volcom poly-zipup. she knows exactly where it is and she races me into my room to get it, and because our feet were so wet, we found ourselves slipping and sliding all over the tile. soon to crash into my room, her landing spot was the nightstand where my lamp almost fell, and mine being the bottom of the bed where i busted my toe. we laughed and laughed and found our way to sitting on the edge of the bed, and i looked at her and asked.
what is the meaning of all of this, this morning? what's gotten into you?
she looked at me, laughed and when she controlled her laughter, she grabbed my hand and said:
your smile is like toxin, no matter what my day is like, when i see your smile, it changes me inside and out. i have spent the past twenty years thinking my life was perfect.. and until i met you, i preached it. now, i see that with you in my life, it really is perfect and i could not see anyone else to spend the rest of my life being 'the fabo duo' with, but you. and i woke up this morning, seeing the rain, and suddenly i thought, i needed to see you because you are what makes it all worth while. we have gone our lives thinking of what best friends is all about, and what we never realized is.. it's right here in front of us. you, and me.
i didn't know what to say, i was choking inside but nothing was in my throat but my heart. she is the one who understands what i think and how i feel, and she tells me that it is okay to love something. she was the one who i cried to when danny and i decided to just be friends,and everything i had with him would just be a memory. she was the one who i cried to when i realized deb was really gone, and she held my hand as i put everything that reminded me of her into a box, and put it away. she was the one who made me see that life is what you make of it, and if you dwell on those things, than you will be stuck in that same hole for the rest of your life.
she is everything i hated when i was growing up. i hated the girls with the perfect hair, where not one strand was out of place. i hated the girls that could wear any name brand clothing and it would fit them just perfectly. i hated the girls who hated me for hating them. but i love her and she has been such a great person to me and to everyone around her that i will spend the rest of my life thanking her.
she has made me realize that it doesn't matter what you look like, what makeup you wear, what clothes you buy, what friends you have, what lies you make, and what choices you take. we are all human, and humans make mistakes. it's in our code to make error, because perfection is impossible.
because of her, i have seen my wrongs and i have accepted them. i have acknowledged my rights and i am quite profound of them. because of her, i walk with a glow that no one can take away from me, for it is mine and mine alone.

josephine and i are the fabu duo.. and i like the sound of that.

(sorry for the random emo entry folks.. but i know she reads this and she really should see exactly how much i love her for everything she does... cha-nah-mean? ha ha)

xoxo