I’m afraid the closeness
will evaporate
when we realize that
there isn’t a pull for solidarity

(And by ‘we’
I mean ‘you’)

You’re the first person I’ve met
in a long long while
I feel comfortable enough with
and the last person
I’d want to forget

and lately it feels
like that just might happen

I don’t want to lose my best friend
to the space of quiet
and the burden of mistakes;
the curse of ‘too much’
and the gravity of repulsion;
the lack of words
and the disappearance of the dynamic
we turned into a system
and deemed a family