Of Best Friends

When I first met her, she said my hair was green and
did I want to hold her my little pony?
We both loved him first
and she was gone.

His front teeth stuck out,
hair tousled with laughter
his dad hit him-
he still smiled,

He died one day.

life became cloudy then,
and i hid.
no one could see-
not i.
waiting...

one day something fell
I stood blinking, expectant.
somehow tripped
and landed on you
and we laughed