Graveyard of Placeholder Friendships
We should stay in touch!
We don’t have to do much,
Maybe meet up now and then
To discuss where we’re at and where we’ve been.
I’ll go for the win
And put my number in,
Then you can text me with yours
And officially open the doors.
Hey, it’s Angela!
Hey, it’s Andrea!
Hey…
Hey…
If we knew that we’d be bookends
Instead of lifelong friends
I suppose we’d never start
Because we’re just too smart.
Thought about Thai Food later,
I know you’re a noodle hater
But they’ve got rice too
And fried duck stew.
Hey, it’s Danielle!
Hey, it’s Noelle!
Hey…
Hey…
We’re not at that part yet,
The part when we forget
What drew us to each other’s face
In the first place.
Let’s go hike at Griffith Park
Where the scenery’s always on the mark
And something about the latitude
Puts us in a confessional mood.
Hey, it’s Clara!
Hey, it’s Sarah!
Hey…
Hey…
Oh, you brought a picnic!
And spread the peanut butter extra thick
Which means you must be like me
And could eat Reese’s ‘til eternity.
Maybe what we have in common
Is what lawyers call a straw man
When the subject that’s most prevalent
Is that which is irrelevant.
Hey, Sophia M.!
Hey, it’s Sofia N.!
Hey…
Hey…
Oh, you think I think too much?
You’re the one who’s out-of-touch!
I’m just being real
About the heavy weight I feel.
Oh, that’s not the point, you say?
Even though you’ve said nothing today
Leaving me to guess
The real cause of this mess.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey…
Hello?
Oh, you’re gone without a reason,
I’ll just blame it on the season
And keep on waiting for someone
Who stays through both the clouds and sun.
Author: Sam Hendrian
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