The Cost of Being Heard
When she sparks another debate
Spitting numbers and figures
Into my face
Raising her voice louder and louder to drown out mine
So devoted to her argument
To her voice
To what she believes
Wanting to be heard so badly
She forgets our friendship
That time where we were thrown together
in orientation by chance
and that time that my roommate forced me to
sit down and introduce myself
That time we realized we both watched
the same television shows
and listened to the same music
That time I nearly punched someone
who was twice my size and four times my strength for her
Because he told her to shut up
That time I stood up for her
In the face of my own role models
when they told me to stop hanging out with her
She tosses me aside,
She tosses those moments aside
This one disagreement
Worth more than all of that
I want to argue back but
I don’t forget those times.
I can't forget those times
That time she greeted me in the morning
when the rest of our suite had yet to arise from slumber
That time she carried on a conversation
so that my quieter self did not have to
That time we blasted country music
and that time our favorite couple on the show kissed
That time I was placed on an alternate list
with no backup plan for housing
and she volunteered to be my roommate
That time she sat next to me on the bus
when another friend bailed on me
So I wouldn't catch a cold from the only other passenger
without a bus buddy the day before my big meet
I remember
So I shut my mouth
Let her be heard with no resistance
I may have lost the debate
But at least I didn’t lose her.