into my house
like it was her own
and could take soda
from my fridge comfortably
was
the same girl who used to share
snacks with me
on a Friday night
as we sat together
in my room
and slept in her bed
while I slept on the floor
and she began to resent me
and then
she became a girl
I didn't recognize
and she didn't even wave
when I walked past her
I guess I was only
her friend until
someone better
showed up
I think I should stop post poem like this. It changed nothing. I should move on.
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