and when you sit beside me, a space between us, and when we look at each other for longer than we should, without saying a single word, and when we follow each other everywhere, wondering when the other is not there, what do you call it, lovers or friends?
inspired by Charles Buokwski's quote, "and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"
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Titles are Overrated
PoetryThis is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)
