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A Poem by Clara O.
We are separated by an unmoving wall that I built and you solidified
The sledgehammer hits the brick but the wall refuses to break
Every day I awake and chip away hoping you will wake up and join me
Pick up the sledgehammer in front of you
It’s lonely laying in the grass waiting to resolve us
Us
Who we are, who we want to be, who we are told to be, how to find comfort in each other, how to be friends
The next day you surprise me
I’m chipping away just like any other day and there you are
Appearing out of nowhere, with your cute shorty shorts
You stare at the bricks for a moment, assessing if destroying the wall is worth the effort
I watch as your thoughts translate into a myriad of unreadable facial expressions
My stomach starts to sink because you put the sledgehammer down
You turn and walk away from me
Did I lose you? Are you coming back? Will I be alone?
But then you stop, as if you forgot something
Are you forgetting me?
To my delight you turn around, look straight at me, and then unexpectedly shoot me one of your secret smiles
Picking up the sledgehammer like you own the world, you swing at the wall
Then I swing, then you swing, then I swing, and then we swing
Our progress shows because the bricks crash to the ground
Until the wall falls and so do our insecurities
Victoriously, we stand together on top of the heap of bricks that used to be our problems
We stand together sharing a moment and then we aren’t room…space…mates anymore,
We are roommates