It all started in a matter of weeks
you were just another girl on the team.
As the season went on, that view would change;
that weekend in Boston, the turning point
of our friendship. Despite my reluctance,
I decided to go running with you.
Only forty-five torturous minutes
Were needed and the memories began.
But how our friendship started says nothing
about where we are now, or where we’ll be
once you leave, because a few months ago
you broke the news that you’ll be transferring
in the fall to a college near your home.
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