break me and then apologies
dance with me because I’m too drunk
and cactuses you gave me
because you knew I couldn’t keep up with the thirstier ones

For the songs we made together, or listened to, and loved
or quietly hated
and the fact that I can’t sing,
but you tell me so
you tell me of all the things I can

Friends
and I think of you, I don’t see you
friends
a challenge unmet
by anyone else

Except for childhood and running between trees
playing husband and wife and not knowing
that they cheat
innocent nostalgia, I tune off
but you, calling my bullshit, I turn on

Friends
and I see you, I don’t think
friends
a challenge, always
but I’m ok

For each bus I missed and late call you didn’t
For each trip, the high ones and the lows
for each bad painting
we framed
and faces we made

Friend
forever,
yours.