“i think i put you on a pedestal”
it’s second semester freshman year and taylor and i are sitting in my dorm room hanging out. i’ve caught her off guard.
“what do you mean?”
i look at my friend with her bright green hair (or was it blue at this point? i’ve lost track) and smile.
“whenever i do anything, i’m like ‘what would taylor do?’ i can ask everyone’s advice on a matter but i won’t be satisfied until i’ve asked you. when i’m anxious i want you around because i know you know exactly how i’m feeling”
taylor smiles and laughs.
“wait, i do the same thing with you! i think we both put each other on pedestals”
at this point i am honored and flattered beyond belief. “surely that’s not healthy”
we both shrug and laugh and know that we won’t ever stop valuing each other’s opinions.
over the past year and a half, taylor has become one of my closest friends. she’ll shuffle into my room while i’m doing homework and ask “can i hang out in here?” and i’ll smile because doing homework and suddenly gotten more fun.
taylor has grown and matured into a gracious adult right before my very eyes, culminating now with her leaving her teen years.
i’m so proud of everything you do T, happy birthday ❤️
