11.12.03 - 5:43 p.m.

this place last night, you wouldve found it
completely ridiculous but secretly loved it
all fancy beer and manly men - i wouldve been
able to picture you there even if the boy across from
me didnt look just like you, licking his bottom lip
to start sentences and leaning, looking
down and sideways at me, hands in sweatshirt
pockets, deep, balled up and as i sat drinking
pepsi from an ale glass feeling foolish, making
small talk i began to understand our postures,
the demureness i assumed around you and no
one else, the way i told you i loved you when
you wouldnt listen to words.

i hate your guts but sometimes i really miss being your best friend
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