If I could freeze time, I would

a poem

I sat on the floor, my friends all around me. Cards on the table, drinks in hand, music playing loud on the speaker. I sat on the floor and watched as they laughed and hollered, the sound like a symphony to my ears. I sat on the floor and thought to myself that it was just so simple and yet so profound— that sticky floors and bass were the answers to all my prayers.

I sat on the floor, time sifting through my hands like the sands of an hourglass, and wished I could frame this moment. I sat on the floor, with no one the wiser, and memorized their faces, so I could keep it forever: bright eyes, open mouths, their shoulders pressed together.

I’ll write about this, I thought, So I never forget being here with them.

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The hours go by, one after another 
My knees pressed into the rug, I wonder 
Will I remember this moment forever? 

Moon filled laughter will give way to dawn
It’s cards, it’s cans, it’s just one more song
To keep this night from moving on 

It means much more than I thought it could 
My long-time friends, like well worn wood
If I could freeze time right here, I would

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A poem on being young and getting the chance to experience friendship— the kind that changes you, molds you, frees you.

Thank you for reading.