Last night when you were drunk,
You wanted my friendship again.
So I listened while your heart bled
Stories of love disdained.
I listened while you told me
That being lonely was the cost,
That I was the only friend you had.
And when you’d finished off,
I put down the phone and let you sleep.

Now, today you are sober
You ignored my ring,
To make sure you were OK.
That’s how it is being
Friends who want nothing
From each other.

By | 2018-08-13T12:40:21+00:00 August 13th, 2018|Poetry|0 Comments

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