My friendships made me feel love,
When I didn’t allow romance.
My friendships kept me warm,
When all I could feel was cold.
Without real friendship,
Without platonic love,
I wouldn’t be alive.
No attraction.
No romance.
All emotion.
We choose to love each other.
Without a primal sex urge,
Without a possible marriage,
Or even a parent to offspring.
We decide:
“You’re my friend.
I’ll love you,
Be with you,
Stand by you,
No matter what.
You’re worth it.”
I found that in Oregon,
Over and over again.
Oregon, USA
Split between:
Portland & Eugene
Both cities needed,
Each various reasons.
Very different friends,
All intrinsically needed.
I can only hope,
I helped any of you,
Even slightly the way,
You all helped me.
As I say farewell to Oregon,
I will never say goodbye.
Because in Oregon,
I have loved ones to return to.
No matter where else I go.
❤️❤️
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