Friendship

you cannot leave

and have me too

i cannot exist in

two places at once

-when you ask if we can still be friends

Poem by rupi kaur


Friendship

If seeing you is like
the searing pinch of my heart
crushing my breath

If listening to you is like
stoking up a fire of anger
I can only burn myself on

If talking with you is like
a exercise in self-mutilation
a razor concealed at my wrists

Maybe, perhaps
it is okay to say
I don't want to be
your friend anymore

Maybe, perhaps
it is okay to say
my happiness can be
important here

Maybe, perhaps
it is okay to say
healing means forgiving
but not forgetting