january 2021

i always thought that friendship was meant to have
a set of rules to keep it from dying,
a form to fill and sign to say 'you're in it for the long haul'
but i guess that now it's more about meeting in empty parks after months
and crying over how our fathers never learnt to love us
without actually talking on the daily.
probably i shouldn't be so hard on myself for thinking
nobody loves me anymore for not texting first,
it's a millenial disease; at least it sounds like that.
maybe friends are for the rough and the good,
and the few that have the guts to stick around everyday
are trying not to break their own necks.
maybe this is growing up, i don't know.