when seeing old friends

Its sweet

that my heart after so long,

can still pull out the same


that we still can find each other resting in the shells we left.

A hint of joy

and sunlight powerful enough to

eclipse the nasty arguments, un-returned calls and side eyes.

Its funny that the awkwardness has stayed

and that you can still be found near the center of me

and that maybe leaving you was a little incorrect

and that makes me hurt for you more

and… I miss you friend.

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