the old friends

the old friends.

the life long friends. the ones
you grew up
with.

the ones after.

so many have left. i keep them
in my phone.
for times like this.

i look at their numbers,
their images
captured.

they're still here, i tell myself.
still
just a call a way,
a short drive.

just around the corner
with a word
of advice, a handshake,
a hug.
friends who will sit with
you.

put their arms around you
and promise you,
tell you not to worry,
that everything will be
just fine.