Nothing else to offer you
My actual friend
But you ran away
Saying to me and her simultaneously
Ima get the fuck out of here,
A basic so-long for real.
I never think goodbye is forever, swear not
Like my high school sweetheart,
Thirty years ago we loved,
Still I believe we’ll see each other one day
Sit on rock water watching
Presence beyond memory.
But you lived for us as something else
Those moments inside others
Pain, lying, late nights, goodbyes, smoke, drink,
Walks and smack talks
alive along civil peripheries.
Can’t believe you left for the city and damn well
Plan on never coming back, under any guise,
With premeditated no-joy for him who
Tried to convince life wonderful
But no love because
The pain greater than the joy
And lasts longer and I’m running
from that suffering in a sprint,
My new life an improvement,
you said, and anyway
I believe the dominant story.