how does it feel
to bond over the same pain?
to connect not over a drink,
but over similar reasons for leaving?
i hear you're still around
but nowhere near me.
why did you do it
if nothing crashed & burned?
was there something i couldn't see?
did you end it before it crashed & burned?
were we always meant to?
did you know this?
did you know this?
there is nothing worse than man-made tragedy.
because then you know it can be controlled. changed.
he brought us together
and now you ask to see him. comfort him.
share a slice of pizza & be a shoulder to cry on
as you wine & dine a street over from my house,
where i said we should all go before you moved away.
but here you are.
& there i am not.
(previously titled: MAN-MADE TRAGEDY)