Friday, July 20, 2018

Like 2009

It’s two thousand nine. 
We are doing things like you wanted too
Drake is beginning to half sing, and you look at me softly. 
I don’t have friends anymore
Not friends like you and yours
Fireworks in the back of the cab
The song girl, not the actual act
Although that would follow
Pride aside, you chose a side that wasn’t mine
I’m okay, give it time

You know late nights in the guest house 
Where we hung out until we couldn’t 
We cut ties with responsibility to make it
I thought it wouldn’t last forever
But never knew ten years would pass
You’re still a wreck and maybe so am I 
Why fight over a late night dinner 
When we both wish we were still with each other 

Now it’s a couple years later
Durham region, Marvin’s Room, pharmaceuticals 
Basement apartment, termination
I made something of myself like I told you I would

Two thousand nine was a summer that still gives me a high
The first feeling of touch
Life debates but who really gives a fuck
Now I’m aimlessly searching
Not for you
Not for anything
Well so I say to my friends who have rings
Although so do I but I won’t remember
Life in Burlington, two thousand nine