Thursday, October 22, 2015

Ex-Best Friends (My Hotline Bling poem)

I wanted to write my poem version of "Hotline Bling," but I didn't want it to sound like everyone else's lyrics. Instead I wrote it to the people I used to think of as close friends, but no longer speak to. 

I used to call you on my cellular device
I wanted some friends, a couple of people I could depend on
We could share stories of how our days went
The good times, the crazy events, anything we missed
And best of all we could create memories
After all once we’d become friends, we’d be known as a clique
Inseparable is how they’d see us
Because no matter how close together or how far apart,
The goal was to always remain friends
Remember how we made plans to be in each other’s weddings
And we’d be the aunties of each other’s kids
But friendships do fall apart
You weren’t one of those meant to be in my inner circle
So numbers did get lost or purposely deleted
What happened with us?
I look through my texts and you’re not there
And in pictures you disappeared years ago
And every now and then when someone asks about you,
I don’t know what to say
My only reference is social media
For some reason we still follow each other’s online lives
So do I lie to them and say you’re doing fine
Yesterday’s Facebook post showed you smiling
Or do I tell the truth
I don’t really care
The same way you haven’t spoken to me in years,
I stopped caring about you

P.S. I've always sucked at writing poems about past friendships and where I stand now. This was the real first attempt at finishing one.

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