It’s the laughter that gets snatched away

with passing cars and cityscapes

It’s the quick hellos and quicker bites

the watching out for sprinting bikes

The inside jokes, the outside voices

The overwhelming list of choices

The tastes of culture everywhere

The endless styling of hair…

It is in the depth of friendships

that I know this is right

The sting I feel in each goodbye

That is why I love this life