There are those friends you can’t go a day without,
and there are those you only speak to occasionally.
the more you want to talk to them,
the closer you are as friends.
I have a friend who I call once a year.
We are close friends:
despite the years that have past since we last saw each other,
we have an understanding of each other that surpasses
the surface that people see everyday.
Once a year, my birthday, I call him.
Usually around 1 am.
We talk for hours.
Laugh, bicker, and sigh.
He exhausts me, I exhaust him,
but he’s still one of my best friends.
In our world of once a year conversations,
time has no affect on our connection,
just the topics and mood.
Once a year, we talk for hours and bare our souls.
He calls once a year.