I like to take photos of my friends.
I like to write poems for them too.
Tea on the floor, wooly socks.
Staircase conversations, you saw me cry.
Cake hunts and vampire rants.
Rooftop adventures and karate lessons.
It wasn't supposed to be that cold in September.
You got a glimpse of summer when we stole a ladder.
I showed you my favourite view from home.
You showed me that a hug can make things better.
You are the only person I like that doesn't drink coffee in the morning.