My Not Boyfriend
who I hang out with
every weekend.
The one who I call
when things go bad.
My companion who holds me
when I cry as my heart breaks.
The arguments that help us
remember what the other means
to the one arguing
because the talk afterwards
means so much more.
We love each other.
But he is not my boyfriend.
He is my friend
and I truly believe
my soul mate.
Saturn's Premier Poet 