Twilight Friendship
I always stayed in the twilight.
Never trusting anyone.
It seems odd, but it was my life.
I knew I was not the only one.
Never close with anyone.
I saw others who were the same.
Life was never too much fun.
Others didn’t know my name.
Then it happened before I knew it.
I saw you running from another.
He yelled “I’ll kill you, you bitch.”
His voice made me shudder.
I waved you to a place only I knew.
He was cursing as he ran by.
I didn’t say “What did you do?”
She wouldn’t want me to pry.
When he didn’t return you said “Thanks.”
“Your safe now.” I said with assurance.
“He didn’t mean it. He is just a crank.”
“He sounded mad about some occurrence.”
“I had to steal some food from him.”
“If you’re hungry, I have some food,”
“I wouldn’t intrude. It’s different with him.”
“I live alone. You won’t intrude.”
She shyly agreed to come for a bite.
She said she is normally all alone.
“I only come out at night.”
“I am also a person who is alone.’
She didn’t say much about herself.
I didn’t pry. It wasn’t like me.
She did say she seldom accepts help.
She didn’t trust others, as I could see.
I said we were a lot alike.
“I almost never am with anyone.”
“I am a creature of the twilight.”
“It was because I didn’t trust any one.”
She said “Why are you helping me?”
I said that I couldn’t answer that.
“It seemed right at the time, you see.”
She said “I can relate to that.”
I still see her from time to time.
Always at twilight, when all is dark.
It was her choice as much as mine.
It seems a friendship was about to start.
This is new for each down to our core.
It is developing at its own pace.
We are trusting each other more.
We may soon get our own place.
I just assume it was meant to be.
There is no way to explain it.
Now, we both feel much more free.
It is well worth it to maintain it.
————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)