Some people come into your life and fill it with noise, sometimes needed, sometimes overwhelming, and then there are those rare ones who come in and make even your silence feel like home. Favour is that kind of rare.
Uchenna is the friend I can sit with in complete silence, with no pressure to fill the space with chatter or forced conversations. We could sit with each other for hours, quietly doing our things, working, watching a movie on different devices, scrolling, thinking, and yet we’re deeply connected in those still moments. I cherish that kind of presence. The kind that doesn't rush me, doesn't need to be entertained, doesn't demand I be “on.” Just being is enough. And with Favour, being is more than enough.
But she’s also the one I can laugh with so freely, so loudly, that our stomachs hurt. With Favour, I can be unfiltered, and she’ll match my energy and laugh along.
She’s seen the version of me that retreats inward, that doesn’t always have the words, that needs space to process, to feel, to just exist. And she’s also witnessed the version of me that is bubbling over, full of words, movie rants, and back-to-back gist. She meets both versions with the same ease and softness, never making me feel like I have to choose one or perform either. She allows for both. She holds space for the contrast, that is me.
In this world where friendships have become performative and aesthetically pleasing, I am holding tightly to the ones that feel safe. The ones that feel like rest. The ones that can sit with your shadows and also dance in your light. That’s what Favour is to me, rest and rhythm.
And on days when I find myself shrinking or overthinking or trying too hard to “be,” I think of how easy it is to just exist when I’m around her. No pretense, no performance. Just me.
Favour, thank you for being that kind of friend, the kind who lets me show up fully, whether I’m whispering, silent, or shouting. You are, quite literally, a soft place to land.
I just need you to agree that I won you in that game we played, the first day I met you, that’s all you owe me, because you have given so much to this friendship, but I still want this win.
I love you very much. You have no idea the lengths I would go for you. But that game? Lmao. I led my team into battle and came out victorious. You can’t get that win. Sorry love.
P.S. I was shocked to read this. Wasn’t ever expecting someone to ever write about me. So I read this piece first in disbelief but won’t be soaking it in until I am very settled again. To read a hundred times and then some more and more and more. Omg. Omg.
I crave this.