{"id":312,"date":"2021-04-15T16:43:38","date_gmt":"2021-04-15T14:43:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/?p=312"},"modified":"2022-09-24T13:01:37","modified_gmt":"2022-09-24T11:01:37","slug":"you-my-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/poetry\/312\/","title":{"rendered":"You, my friend,"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8230;laughing the loudest<br \/>\nwhile hurting the deepest<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Teaching me to laugh<br \/>\nat myself, through<br \/>\nhurt and hurdles<br \/>\nIt\u2019ll pass.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Or not.<br \/>\nAnd I learned fast.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Your laughter raw,<br \/>\ntinged with bitter<br \/>\nsarcasm, self-deprecating<br \/>\ncontagious<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And we laughed<br \/>\nbelly aches<br \/>\nvoice breaks<br \/>\nface cramps<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">so loud<br \/>\nand so long<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">my hurts now have<br \/>\nyou-shaped hues<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And my laughter now<br \/>\nextends<br \/>\nshadow fingers in<br \/>\nunshaken habit<br \/>\nacross cities to<br \/>\nfind you<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And my laughter now<br \/>\nechos<br \/>\nyour hurt from<br \/>\nall your losses. And<br \/>\nfrom that one<br \/>\nloss.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I wish<br \/>\nwith all my heart<br \/>\nthat you found your way<br \/>\nagain.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I wish<br \/>\nto run into you at<br \/>\na peak of this our mountain and<br \/>\nrealise you took<br \/>\nanother route but<br \/>\nwere climbing all along.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">It would bring me<br \/>\nsuch great joy to<br \/>\nwatch you laugh again and<br \/>\nin that moment<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">fail to recognise you, for<br \/>\nall the absence of hurt in<br \/>\nyour features<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I miss you, RS.<br \/>\nI wish you peace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;laughing the loudest while hurting the deepest Teaching me to laugh at myself, through hurt and hurdles It\u2019ll pass. Or not. And I learned fast. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,29,5,75],"tags":[62,63,64,47],"class_list":["post-312","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-all","category-love","category-poetry","category-writing","tag-friendship","tag-hurt","tag-laughter","tag-love"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/312","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=312"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/312\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":315,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/312\/revisions\/315"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=312"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=312"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yetunde-siemers.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=312"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}