You’ve always been so good at following my lead, leaving me alone when I pull away.
But sometimes I really wish you wouldn’t.
Tag: distance
Process of Friendship
Two became four
And then more
Until me and you
Became a group of us
But life is better versed
In division than the other
Pushing us further
Till only you and I remain
Again
Two in the north
Two as far west as possible
Several still within state
But rarely accessible
Found one more devoted
But all the way in Scotland
Keeping us remote and forgotten
And ultimately
Alone
You cry.
What do you do
When you’re the toxin
Suffocating the very person
You need in the same way
You need air to breathe.
