All We Are, We AreA Poem by spreadtheawesomeI wrote this piece a long time ago, about a friend of mine. We were friends for a long time and then suddenly, it was this weird, awkward, are-they-or-aren't-they bad sitcom rerun. It ended well, but that's -- that's pretty personal, haha.It’s all so awkward, This new stage of pimpled faces,
Unrequited crushes expressed
In gushing texts, and IM clicks,
That leave our heartbeats rushing
And here we are,
Since dressed in dirt,
In bruises that forgot to throb,
The hot heat leaving sun bleached locks,
Suddenly so silent
What we are now,
Is not what was, before, before
Because, because everything between
The past and present has our silence
Wondering,
So maybe friends,
And “maybe” we sometimes forget
Is a word of two, with meanings more
Is not what it was before, before
In gushing texts and IM clicks,
In hot heat leaving sun bleached locks,
Is all we are just friends?
© 2009 spreadtheawesomeAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on September 10, 2009 AuthorspreadtheawesomeCanadaAboutIm a writer and Im a musician. I dont need to get published in order to be a serious writer. I dont need to sell out concerts in order to be a r.. more..Writing
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