Friends or More

A poem inspired by recent events on my life...

The bottles are empty
and the ashtray is full
and you're laughing at your own joke
from your spot on the stool
in this den of stories and secrets;
smoke mixing with regrets
on this set of a movie of us.
It's a simple script
where we laugh, cry, and discuss
all the things that plague our minds
and here's my advice;
wouldn't it be nice
if we could leave them all behind?

So stop saying you're sorry
for things you can't control.
You should already know
that you're digging your own hole
and regret is your shovel.
But huddle up close,
because everyone knows
that those things don't matter.
Cast aside your shovel
and start building a ladder.

I watch from behind
as you put the sexy in skating
and I really don't mind
because there's really no debating
that that image of you
is a dream you're creating.
So to any that talk
in a way that's degrading
I say raise a middle finger
to all those people who are hating.

Life has it's falls
and it's a.m sprinklers,
but heart is in these moments
when you look upon the scrapes
and the water in your clothes
and you choose to laugh
because that's just how life goes.

So laying in this street
bleeding and laughing
and laying beneath this tree
where I keep on asking
if I have the strength
to resist your touch
or if it's strength that I'm lacking,
I make a decision.
That as much as it hurts
to pull away from this vision
it'll hurt even more
if I don't have your respect.
Which I've come to suspect
is what I adore,
and I don't know what I'd do
if I didn't have that anymore.

Friends are just lovers
who kiss with shared tears,
stories, and laughter.
And if I were to discover
that for the rest of our years
we'll never be more...
...well, that's all I'm after.
And being your friend...
...well, I couldn't be happier.

Author's Note

It's been a while since I wrote anything on here. I did this bicycle trip from Illinois to Florida and decided to stay thanks to amazing people I've met since being here. This is about one of them.

Reviews

[Philip Muls]

Strong wording, good flow. The part 'and I really don't mind because there's really no debating that that image of you is a dream you're creating.' I like very much.

[Sirius King]

Friends are just lovers
who kiss with shared tears,
stories, and laughter

Good one, the background story you provided adds to this piece.