I found a new best friend, hypothetically speaking.
A friend that I can run around with at 10pm
A friend I fight with at my door for 5 minutes before opening
A friend I can have failed Kit Kat experiments with, hypothetically speaking.
I know the world isn’t one of hypothesis
That the universe won’t feed us ‘what ifs’
And countless unending equations of probabilities.
I love knowing that our friendship isn’t just an idea
It’s a manifestation; a reality and as such
I want to walk along the beach with you
With black polythene bags decorating the water’s surface
Like paisley patterns on silk fabric.
With Rasta men jogging past
Their eyes as red as Kwabotwe’s* uniform.
I want to watch a movie with you
To steal your popcorn even though
I hate how sticky sugar popcorn can be.
I want us to talk for 10 minutes
Then listen to background music for the next 50.
I want to be your best friend
The one you’re not shy to tell when you have runsto*.
The one you teach how to use Steve Jobbs’ babies.
I want that roasted plantain seller to see you and ask
‘Oh, so today your wife didn’t come?’
I want you to hold me back when I feel vulnerable
To smile and remind me of self-control, when my mind is not in its right state.
I want this to stay as it is; to be real every single day.
I want our reality to be everything we wished for
Everything we spoke of, hypothetically.
For Screech & Flora; just because I’m your number one fan💫
Kwabotwe*- Mfantsipim School.
Runsto*- Runny tummy.