I want my best friend

I want his warmth and broad shoulders, I’ve cried on them so many times but tonight I don’t reach out to him asking to dry my eyes. I want his bellied laugh, and the gentle way he breathes I want his arms around me as he helps me drift to sleep I want his playful comments, cause they’re funny and they’re kind I want to hear him talk for hours, to help relax my mind. I want to eat too many cookies have some hot chocolate or some tea I want to build a pillow fort and watch some dumb movie I’m not looking for romance, I don’t want kisses just to spend a tired night of cuddles with my closest, dearest friend