i never thought that i
would be the first one to grow up.
even weirder is that you were the one
who showed me how to be an adult:
how to bite my tongue
and smile.
because that's really what it is.
and next year, you'll be either 100 or 1100 miles away from me,
but what's the difference? you will be gone
either way and right now i don't know
if i ever had any impact on your life other than the
meaningless, literally fake kisses each day:
hello.
goodbye.
even funnier is that i think we're better friends now
than ever. i tell myself it's just acting
but i am still allowed to like it.