Short Does Not Equal Weak

My best friend is five feet and two inches tall.
Yet she towers over the boy who made her feel like nothing now.
She does not cringe when someone calls her beautiful.
And she stands just a little bit straighter.

My best friend's nickname is "small fry".
But she is larger than life.
And certainly has a bigger heart than the boy who broke hers.
Her eyes met others, and not the ground.

My best friend gets used as an armrest for people over five feet and five inches tall.
However she stands strong as herself.
She knows that she doesn't need the boy who used her for much more.
The smile that she had before him has returned.

People see my best friend and they think that she is weak because she is short.
But her kindness and her love and her beauty and her strength tower over those of the many.
And she knows that she is worth more than what she is to any boy.
She knows that being short does not make her weak.