you’re quick to speak and slow to listen,

so i wait.

i wait for you to see how little you know me.

see, my best friend,

she listens to me.

once, she said,

“Gina, I mean this in the most loving way possible…but I

NEVER…

know…

…what’s going to come out of your mouth.”

but YOU,

you’re talking again.

and no,

my best friend is not you.