When Best Friends Love
Written By Luke Bloomquist

You entered my life like a gentle sigh,
Like a quiet breeze blowing softly through the leaves.
You were a stranger first, one who laughed freely and easily,
Who spoke of minor intimacies and common grounds,
Who made me feel strangely liked and valued.
You became my friend, no longer a stranger,
Trusting me with secrets hidden,
Confiding what you liked and hated.
We talked and laughed and, as time passed by,
I grew more and more dependent upon your smile.

From strangers to friends was just a baby step,
A step a thousand others take every day.
Without your trust and trusting ways,
Without your smiles and encouraging gaze,
I would never have taken the step beyond.
But the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves
is relentless and never ending.
We became closer friends, and closer still,
until much of my life was centred around the times
we spent together.

We travelled far along the path of friendship,
Avoiding the bumps somehow, never stumbling,
Always in step with one another.
You were my guide, my eyes and ears,
the unfailing light that lit the road before us.
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder,
you brought me along our course,
To a destination I had never seen before.
You became my best friend along that journey,
the anchor in my life where none had ever been.

You did a good job of guiding our steps,
A job no other could ever do,
and it wasn't your fault, really, when I stumbled.
Somewhere along our path,
Perhaps where the heights were making me dizzy with joy,
I simply lost my balance and fell.
By the grace of God, I fell not to either side, nor to the rear,
But fell instead forward, along the path we'd tread.
My plunge forward was unguided, and my steps were steps you never intended.
I fell in love with you.

From strangers, to friends, to close friends, to best friends.
And beyond.
I've never been sorry for any step we've taken together,
no, not even for the fall I took alone.
I never knew, before knowing you, how empty my life had been.
I thought I was happy. I thought I was successful.
I thought I had known love and all that love can bring.
But the gentle breeze, blowing softly through the leaves,
Carries the smell of wild flowers and still wilder beasts,
And what you brought into my life can never be assessed.

We are so very different, you and I. And yet so much the same.
And our differences merge with our similarities,
Giving rise to something special and unique.
We talk.
Of all the things I value about this thing that is us,
and there are so many I often lose count,
I value most the way we talk about any thing any time any where.
And each time I listen to you, each time I ponder what you've said,
I learn something new. About you. About me. About the world.
I've learned to trust in your instincts.

I love the vitality and zest that is so much a part of you.
I never would have believed the breeze, blowing softly through the leaves,
Could be so filled with life.
I treasure that spark of spirit in you,
that flashing flare of fire that animates all that you do.
It's easy to see how much you love life,
even when life is sometimes less than lovable,
and that love is always mirrored in your eyes and smile.
You are never more beautiful than when that spark ignites
and your vitality blazes in your happy face.

I love the way you trust in me, never quite whole hearted,
but always just enough.
That trust started as a small seed, I think,
a tentative whisper of unearned confidence,
often shrouded by a cloak of hesitation and unsurety.
I could always tell when you faltered,
when the steps we took were uncertain and questioned.
And yet still you trusted me,
with your secrets, with your feelings, with yourself.
You'll never know how much that trust has meant to me.

I love the way you understand me too well.
It's uncanny sometimes how well you know my thoughts, my feelings, my moods,
frightening at times how closely our lives have become interlinked.
You know so much of me, secrets I've never told,
thoughts I've never shared, parts of me I've never seen myself.
You've discovered a window into my being,
a window I didn't know was there,
a window no one else has ever found.
It's almost as if our two souls have merged into one,
almost as if the hand of God has repaired that which once was broken.

Your life has touched mine.
My friendship with you, my love for you,
all that you are and aren't,
have changed my life in ways you cannot fathom,
in ways I could never describe in depth.
The gentle breeze, blowing softly through the leaves,
has worked her wondrous magic,
transforming the one she touched.
I'm not the same man I was a year ago.
I will never be that man again.

The communication we've shared has taught me to value our honest openness,
and I know I'll never be satisfied again with less.
Your trust in me has taught me to trust in you,
knowing you will never intentionally cause me pain.
Your spark of vitality has transformed the way I see life,
giving me reason again to live and cause to celebrate.
Your beauty, both inner and outer, has renewed the wonder
with which I see the world, and has restored my sense of awe.
Even the fun we share, that senseless sense of joy,
has changed the way I live and think.

As much as you've altered my present, though,
the effect you've had on my future is just as great.
I once thought I knew what love meant to me,
once thought I had experienced all that life had to offer.
I lived and I loved, and I hurt and I grew,
and I believed I could never love again,
could never willingly face the pain of caring.
Love was a myth, I thought, and true love, lasting love,
was just a lie told by poets.
But I was wrong.

In learning to love you, I discovered I've never loved before.
Not truly. Not entirely. Not eternally.
I've spent much of my life in love with love,
searching for the fulfillment of a concept,
caring more for caring than caring for another person.
I confused lust with love, intimacy with affection.
And when those feelings waned, when the relationships died,
I wondered why I felt so empty. So hurt.
You changed that, as you've changed so much else.
You taught me how to love.

I wish you knew the me of before,
as you know so well the me of today,
so you could see the difference knowing you has made.
You've changed my life in so many ways,
in ways small and ways important,
in ways you'll never know nor understand.
The impact you've had on me,
on the way I feel and think and act,
will endure forever. Until the end of time.
Like a quiet breeze blowing softly through the leaves.

It's long. But please take the time to read it out and give me some feedback. Thanks.

I figured this would get slept on...

nah, dont strees, this was beautiful, it was very long,yes, but worth the read, deep love poem at that, with amazing words, poetry seems to be your nack, so keep em coming, i love reading pieces like this, because this is what i do as well....nice job..1

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its way too long you wont get much feedback on it because of that but its a dope poem fo real are you new here or a alais?we should do something toghther i do spoken word and im looking for poets to make a cd with me so if your good like this always holla

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I'll collab. This is my main account here. I'm poetry mod on rb. Just decided to look around RV and drop some stuff. I don't got a mic set up, so i can't hook up with spoken word, but hit me up for a text collab.

Are you the real Bloom from over on RB?

Yes. Im Bloomquist from rb

Sup.....................this Was An Deep One Chea........nice Emotions......vocab......flow...............thougt ful....str8 To Tha Heart Kinda Poem........keep It Up Ma...........check My Poem


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damn nice poem lots of emotion......hella long but i didnt care..........i read it anyway.......i like readin poems....and i write them as well.......but good words were spoken in this.....keep it up......
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It's hard to explain with words but I'll try anyway. When I saw how long it was, I didn't really feel like reading it all but I'm glad I did. The topic is similar to the situation I'm in right now, that's what me read the whole poem. As soon as I started reading, I simply had to continue. The words and expressions you used resemble my emotions at this moment. At times, it was a bit creepy to see how someone else unintentionally describes exactly what I'm feeling...

I loved it.

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lmfao

dope shit Luke, i saw this a while back on Rb
and enjoyed it just as much as i did then
again nice work. awesome emotion, then length
does kind of work against you, but still it doesnt
take away from it..much props homes

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O god you followed me here!

lol.

Thanks adam

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