Let's just be friends
We met on a hot summer night,
The bugs sticking to my legs, I could feel the sweat drip down my back.
We met during an event.
We locked eyes while you excitedly spoke about your travels.
Late nights were spent in your room,
Speaking well into the night, about everything.
Words, looks, and lust were shared between us.
For days, for weeks, we hung out all the time.
I knew you better than I felt I knew myself.
Empty, heartfelt promises were made to each other.
Jealously, intimacy, love was passed between us like cigarettes being shared.
Casual, but the smell still lingers in my clothes.
All those months later, I still call you my best friend;
With a sort of proud, smug look.
Yet, you were a good lover, not a good friend.
I hear your voice faltering when we speak,
Ten minutes on the phone every so often.
Everything that was once said now goes unsaid, unheard.
We've struggled a lot lately, with our own problems;
But we used to struggle together.
Our hands clasped together, face down, trudging forward.
Now, when I lift up my face, you're nowhere to be found.
My hand has nowhere to rest,
My love nowhere to be reciprocated.
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