Aflame
Pen to paper,That's what I tell myself.
Just start writing,
The truth will find its way out.
Nervous about try-outs;
Lonely as can be (without anyone to talk it through);
Excited for school to start (something to focus on);
Exhausted but not tired;
Worried but not really anxious...
That's a lot of emotion-
All that right brained stuff.
Those are things I would talk with you about,
Ignore anything beyond friendship,
I just miss your insight,
Your humor,
Your viewpoint,
Our friendship.
Do we have to burn everything to the ground
Or can we salvage some parts?
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