Thick as thieves. Two peas in a pod. You couldn’t catch me without her. Isn’t it funny how much people can change? I used to know you a year ago, but now I don’t know you at all. A room that was filled with friendship is now stagnant. The stench of anxiety perspirates through our pores and the strangers gaze plants seeds of anxiety into my chest. The tightening of the roots around my lungs makes the room seem heavy I haven’t seen you in so long! We embrace a touch we used to know. Two old bodies that we’ve shed long ago that We’ve sewn back together to facade this idea we are still the same. That we are still friends, thick as thieves.
It’s ok to grow distanced, but to pretend we’re the same is a lie. Shoving a plant into its previous *** does not remind it how to grow but only wilts it