Again,
From this mellow mood,
I long to have a proper conversation,
Again,
Not comparing, not overthinking,
Just you and me,
With the intention to be friends,
And the longing to care,
And not hurt each other,
In all honesty still,
A conversation that is real.
We'll throw away forged smiles and laughter,
Listen intently to one another,
Understand that sometimes our nonchalance,
Means nothing more than our end-of-day tiredness,
Still closely knitted over overdue meals,
A friendship that is real.
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