Place

It's not my place anymore But it was once To speak about you Of your place in my life Of your importance

It feels wrong to look back now

To think of fondness

After a year if distance

I've been angry

And disinterested

That's the truth


But time can heal things

I figured that it would

I wasn't sure we'd ever be close again

But I made connections because of you

My life is changed because of you

I can't deny that

I never tried to


I heard that you avoided places

Trying to avoid me

It's ironic because I avoided places

Trying to avoid you

How much time we wasted

When we could have just been speaking


It doesn't matter now though

I heard through the grapevine

Of the connections I made through you

And the web of social media

That you've passed on

And I don't know what I'm allowed to say


I started by not saying anything

Then a few vague posts here and there

You know how I love to Vaguebook

But if I know anything about you 

It's that you hate sad memorials 

Rest easy that I'll be there for them 

Whenever and however they need me

Just like I told you I would be. 

 

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