FRIEND ZONE

Its been almost three suns,
two book spines,
and an unresponded text,
since last time we spoke.
You were in China
and you came back with a dragon on your skin.

How do you say in chinese: I love you.
Nevermind. The feelings I hold are too lame, and too late.

Maybe its me.
I waited till lockdown to spill the content of my heart

All the understanding, the concernes and future fears
The facades, and the prosthetic ears

I speak in my plastic cup
And you came and cut the string
While you hide secrets under your skirt

Seeing you in the sink, through the garbage disposal
Seeing you through glasses, tinted in pink
Am I missing you, or someone, or something in me?
Am I messing with someone? And is it me?

Eyes that live by dichotomy
Die by the blade, Chien Andalou.
Am I missing the point in here?

For the love of delusion
I kept this object a secret and I called it A (...)

I am letting this blotch of rainbow
melt in memory

Its you, and me
Now, we are just fantasies
No texts, and no numbers
to dial our way back home

How do you say "Good bye" in Japanese?

Time has passed
We’ve both changed
From what, where, why and when

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

We’re two different people
From those kids we knew
Even though we resemble them

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

It was a missed opportunity of yesteryear
When we labeled each other as,
Just a friend

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

We both have different lives
Other lovers and children on which we,
They depend

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

To betray them all
To see what we missed
To me, would be a sin

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

You were a special girl
My teenage mind
Pedelstilized as the perfect girlfriend

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

So it was good to see you
I’m glad you’re doing well
But this interaction must be the End

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

I should leave you as a fantasy
And my imagination could
Always pretend

There’s no way it could ever be
What it would’ve been, back then

Because Post Nut Clarity is real
And the sex was Mid
And I don’t want to ever see you AGAIN!