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Aoife Teese
Poems
Jul 2015
you're still miles away from home while sitting in your bedroom
there's a layer of dust on your furniture
and your things haven't been touched
when you come home
you'll still be miles away
the years we spent in constant contact
were too easy to drop
and fade away
but this doesn't mean they were nothing to me
our late night chats and our cups of tea
you really, really did help me
you struggle so much with your identity,
because you base it all on appearance
just like we both used to
i can't remember when we stopped talking
somewhere between a rainy day
and a random wednesday
it started this way because we were busy
at least that's what i told myself
but really it's just i'm getting better
and you aren't
(and i feel so guilty for that,
you deserve to be better
just as much as i do.
but i don't think
you want it,
yet)
i don't want our friendship to be over
but i don't know how to talk to you
#sad
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Aoife Teese
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