we used to be
the best of friends
but i moved away
and the most we
can hope for
is the memory
that bound us
to that moment
it is almost
like death,
this loss of
closeness
but i'm sure
we'll still think
of one another
when the lights
are off
and we're all
alone
with our pants
down around our ankles
and he smell of sex
is thick in the air
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