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.