A Letter to My Soulmates
By Daijah Patton
So,
Forever friends don’t usually find me
because people have left me too many times and I,
Well, I’ve never trusted easy
I had a feeling y’all were gonna tip toe to fuck up my life, but
In the way that peanut butter goes well with oreos
Something so unexpectedly good, that became amazing
Late night car rides releasing rhythmic raps and straight vibes through
the winds of car windows
If I knew back then
I was wasting my time on friends who wielded their weapons consistently
to tear each other down, instead of lifting each other up
I would’ve fast forwarded to that night:
Four first years, all different origins
Majors varied like fraternal twins
A room filled with colloquial conversation
Brought us together like honeycombs
Binded and unable to be separated on their own
If I go more than four days without talking to you all, I am a deer in headlights
Craving the emotional connection that only you guys can provide
We laugh and we sure as hell cry
We get trashed until we can’t see moonlight,
Tell stories like its bedtime
I wish I could tell you all, I can’t explain it
But you make me feel like that very first bike ride
No wheels kind of pride.
I imagine you beside me, in bridesmaid dresses
Chasing after my children, giggling
Birthday parties, all the mega milestones
My honeys from my home away from home
After all, they say your college friends
Are the ones here
for a lifetime
About the Author
Daijah Patton is currently a junior English major/concentration in Creative Writing with a minor in Secondary Education at Arcadia University! She has always loved writing slam poetry and sharing her story with anyone who will listen. She spends a lot of her time indulging in cooking/baking, reading fiction and poetry, and trying to tell people what they should watch on Netflix :)