late night thoughts

why does it bother me so much?

our friendship faded

before i had a chance to save it

there was no path back to where it was

and no more late night phone calls

or trying new food spots

when people ask me how you’ve been

i’m forced to reply with “i don‘t know”

am i in your search history?

does facebook still think

i could be someone you may know?

when you post new photos

do you hope it will reach my feed?

how many times have we crossed paths?

missing each other by a fraction of a second

in our old favorite spots

is someone new accompanying you?

i hope you’re doing well

i hope you’ve gotten what you wanted

and your wounds are healing

from the heartache i tried to save you from

the past you tried to forget

am i a part of that past now, too?

it’s been a few years

my social media no longer has you in it

maybe it was too hard

seeing me happy with him

maybe you wish i’d picked you

i don‘t know why

i sit in my room and wonder

when it could have happened

when our friendship became irreparable

i’ve written poems for you

made playlists about you

tried to figure out what to say

if i ran into you again someday

it’s never enough

i miss our inside jokes

i miss the late night skype calls

i miss your company

i miss my best friend.