Running into an old friend

Someone that you weren’t always close with

But you always clicked,

Can sit for hours on end

Talking about the world, their lives,

Their problems, their dreams

It’s knowing when to change the subject

Because tears are building in their eyes

It’s knowing when to make a joke

Because they’re desperate for a smile

It’s having no urge to make an excuse

To end the conversation.

Even though you probably won’t see them for awhile

Maybe only talk once or twice

But knowing you can run into each other

And write a whole story

In one night

Ending it with a warming hug

And a thank you

For distracting them from their problems

Or for just listening when they can’t even speak the words

For standing in the rain just to talk