52 weeks of positivity (kinda)

The Friend Games

So, I got a but jealous

As in primary school we spent our time fighting over her

Back and forth

Back and forth

Till I rammed into her back

To spilt us apart

Which she said "didn't really help"

Then secondary school come

And we were still tied together

Through seeing each other every week at scouts

And the other contestants didn't have that

So started to drift away

"how insecure we have been"

I would remark from time to time.

"well technically I won the competition"

I often joked.

As we are now pretty comfortable best friends,

Partners in mostly going along with the rules but making fun of them whilst we do.

But when we meet up with the old contestants

There's one who still hasn't given up

Who smiled to my face, 

Who said I was bad at singing,

Who made up games I couldn't be a part of,

Who, however hard I try to be nice now

Still doesn't reciprocate it.

So, when my 'best friend'

Told me she might be late to explorers

Because she was going around to my old nemesis's house

2 and a half hours before explorers is due to start

(so, if she misses explorers it means she was having a lot of fun)

And she doesn't make it to explorers

So, although I haven't got my knife drawn anymore

And I know I don't own her

I'm definitely better than this

But my first thought was

"shit it may not be over yet."

notes:

(for the week august 5th) hey guys, I'm now actually cataloguing my poems into what they are about it currently only consist of like 5 folders and my decisions of each one are a bit dodgy- it takes me a long time to find them (this one is in things I notice about the world) I also have like 5 poems for the next 2 weeks so I might actually get selective oooooh. Instead of just publishing the first one that I have available.