I’m Sick (And I’m Sorry)

im not the best listener
sometimes i interrupt because i get
excited the words overflow from my mouth
before i realize you never put a period at the end of your

sometimes i forget things
birthdays or concerts or important facts
favorite colors or allergies or fears
i forget that thing you said last wednesday
and what we had for lunch today
but trust me now i know i wont forget

sometimes it seems as if i dont care
at all
less than at all because im caught up in my
own constructed reality that
has a place for you

im not the best friend
but i try

all i wanted was a good friend back
and i dont
i dont think you even tried (this time).


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