first:
Memories of my funny friend linger like a faded folded photograph
browned, bent, and battered by time and time zones abounding
but even that origami polaroid doesn't exist
cause my friend says it's probably haram to take pics
then:
I re-live it
as if you moved away just yesterday
but I gotta admit
your heart moved away yesteryear
or 2 or 3.
deserted me here
with not even a single stinkin' crumpled picture of our rumpled relationship
capsized and cannibalized by re-repeatedly over-granting over here,
and you over there re-repeatedly over-taking
taking me for granted
next:
How much of me have you forgotten...?
ever since you moved across the nation,
with no notion nor appreciation
for the fact that unlike the Nile
communication ought to flow both ways
now:
But I still miss our tangential exchanges
I'm nostalgic for former years, dancing wild
your ad hoc turbans and button nose
So I open up the app
and I ransack
google photos:
seasons and ages of pictures, snaps,
But there are no pictures of you in here
Just like in my life, I can't find you nowhere.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 3:17 AM UTC
first:
Memories of my funny friend linger like a faded folded photograph
browned, bent, and battered by time and time zones abounding
but even that origami polaroid doesn't exist
cause my friend says it's probably haram to take pics
then:
I re-live it
as if you moved away just yesterday
but I gotta admit
your heart moved away yesteryear
or 2 or 3.
deserted me here
with not even a single stinkin' crumpled picture of our rumpled relationship
capsized and cannibalized by re-repeatedly over-granting over here,
and you over there re-repeatedly over-taking
taking me for granted
next:
How much of me have you forgotten...?
ever since you moved across the nation,
with no notion nor appreciation
for the fact that unlike the Nile
communication ought to flow both ways
now:
But I still miss our tangential exchanges
I'm nostalgic for former years, dancing wild
your ad hoc turbans and button nose
So I open up the app
and I ransack
google photos:
seasons and ages of pictures, snaps,
But there are no pictures of you in here
Just like in my life, I can't find you nowhere.
We were best friends for 24 years.
People don't talk about the heartbreak of the friendships that grow toxic over time.
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