last night
i laid awake
with my white arm
wrapped
around my (empty) heart
and
i thought about the
fallacies
of dreaming.
what
you don't understand
is that
i'm glad to
be your buddy (but)
realize sometimes
i just
need a friend
who
will be friendly back.
i laid
on my back
and looked up
at my sky
(at the edges of the
ceiling fan
receding into the darkness)
and i felt
something letting go...
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