Friendly Gulf

So I’m sat here

Staring at a blank screen

That is

Our conversation

And I feel hopeless


Is this what is left

Of us?

Our friendship?


I miss

Those never ending conversations

The countless laughs

The general ease of each other

I miss us

And how we used to be


There’s now this distance

Between us

This friendly gulf

And I just don’t know how to cross it.

The End

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