I saw you walking through town
And balancing on the parking lot bumpers again
But I pretended like I didn't hear you
When you saw me and asked how I'd been
Why do you have to keep texting me?
I keep writing back and hovering over send
And I'm sick of your invitations
I'm not going to try out new restaurants with you and your friends
But I read everything
And at night
I find myself
Staring at the same few images
You tell me things like
I hope you'll warm up to me
Once we buff out those rough edges
So maybe I'll stay home
Spending time with myself
Christmas lights on my walls
Spinning quicker
So maybe I'm on my own
Putting up pictures on my shelf
Spending all my sick days
Getting sicker
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