Friends from college

Are better than friends from high school.
That’s my opinion anyway.
Because what did I know at 16?
About myself
About the world
About what I wanted in a friendship?
Heck, I am not sure
I even liked me back then.
Friends from college
Are the ones who found me
While I was finding myself
As they were finding themselves,
And whenever we meet again
Its not a foolishly competitive reunion
Of finding out who is further
Ahead or behind,
As though life were some race
With unclear parameters
But clear points of shaming one another.
No its not that with them.
Its an opportunity to remember
Those glorious days
When I learned how to shed
The skin
That I never felt at home in
Anyway.

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