Tag Archives: FRIENDSHIP

I LIKE YOU, Poetry by Gabrielle Lanzona

Genre: Friendzone, Friendship, That’s All It’ll Ever Be, “Love” I Guess, Frustration

I LIKE YOU by Gabrielle Lanzona

I’m not even going to say it explicitly in this passage
because you can’t get any more explicit than a title
Even so, caps lock and in italics
boldfaced and screaming at you across Broadway
a three-story marquee
flashing lights blaring loud noises

you still wouldn’t know it.

That’s alright
It’s a good thing
really.
Who am I kidding
Do you ever wanna slap someone with a fish because dear lord they’re so beautiful and they don’t even know it
because they’re so strange and irreverent and wonderfully bizarre
in a world where everything is flat and grey
and when they laugh it’s with no sense of any self-consciousness whatsoever
too hard and too loud
when they talk about something they really get into it
such passion and such detail
as if the whole world depended on it
but not their homework which is why I have to do it for you—
I MEAN COME ON HOW MANY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD WEAR CROCS TO THEIR PARENTS’ SILVER ANNIVERSARY
You’d probably run away if I ever said any of this out loud
Or laugh really hard and slap me on the back
Funny girl

Just friends.

 

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Ottawa, Poetry by Forrest Jamie

Genres: Friendship, Hurt, Painful, Sad, Abandoned

Ottawa (10.27.2015) by Forrest Jamie

I can’t make you miss me.
I can’t pull the words from your throat
and I sure as hell can’t make you care.
I can’t sit you down in front of me and beg for honesty
and I can’t make you listen.
That’s the hardest part, I think.
And I was terrified of it – knowing I’d have to
let you go the next time you came around.
But more than that, I think what scared me most
was you never coming back. Finally.
That whatever it was that kept me dear to you
would vanish and you would just stay gone.
Lo and behold,
my nightmare is now my reality.
So why?
Why did you promise and why did you break it?
Why didn’t you call and why haven’t you come back?
You always came back.
And as much as it killed me, I came to count on that.
Am I really so easy to let go of without another word?
Sometimes I wish that you could hurt like I do
but you’re gone and I will never have closure
so this is me walking away, too.

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