You were made for me
And I was made for you

Giggles and birthday cakes
Red nail polish and promising

Staying up late and rosy cheeks
The smell of coffee and glass breaking

Late-night pasta and pretty language
Dusty shelves and empty feelings

We grew up
We grew apart

All those little things
They slipped away

Swimming until my lungs were full
And laying until your skin grew red

I sang to the sun
And you listened to the moon

You’re a cautious driver
And I can't seem to keep my eyes on the road
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In the end
We were never made for each other
But maybe at a different time

Writer's Statement: This piece is important because I think it shows a tiny part of my anxiety regarding my friends. I know I love them and they love me, but there's always a part of me that thinks that they don't. And I pick apart all of the little things. Like I did in my poem.