And I haven't felt the same since.
Do you still care?
You said I was your best friend
But I don't know you anymore.
You looked so skinny
when I saw you last
Your skin white and veiny
Your lips pale.
I worry for you, friend.
Cakes and muffins;
Lemon bread and blueberries
Not even for sale
You work with the very thing you spite
You drown your worries
In tasteless wine
And hang your insecurities
On the clothesline
I don't know if you mind
My intrusion,
But I had to see you.
You mean too much:
You were always there to shake
The demons off me,
To pray like a believer
And offer your opinion
I cannot tell you what to do
But please think of yourself
Before you think of others.
Pray.
And above all, friend
Don't go down the tunnels
Of your self-thought misery
Without someone else.
