i've been searching for the words to describe how much margo means to me for so long, until she wrote this on my birthday.

she found the perfect words to describe our friendship: "you are not my blood, but i am most proud of you. you are not my lover, but you are the closest thing i have, in both proximity and vulnerability". yes, my best friend is a poet and she amazes me every time.

watching our friendship grows stronger as the year passes by has been the most beautiful thing to witness. we went from getting boba together, to living together, to having to navigate the bitterness of the world and grow from it together, to going on many road trips together, to flying interstate together, to holding each other tighter in times of need, and many more. so after 5 long years in canberra, i finally found someone i will keep close to my heart for the rest of my life. 

whenever i'm with margo i feel the most understood, heard, and listened to. she just.. gets it. and i am so thankful that i have someone who knows me at that level, where every layer of your vulnerability has been peeled off and you surrender with your truest self. there's no fear of judgment, no fear of rejection. it is a safe space. being in her presence feels like sitting under the shade of a big tree on a really hot day. it's calming.

i love you margo and i am so grateful that you exist <3

with love,

urdramathicccqueen