i met you in high school

you were sitting alone at lunch

you seemed lonely

i was,

my friends weren't there with me,
too busy whispering each other's names
in the boys' bathroom

i sat down with you -

by the way, your box smile was cute

we got close; we were always together

when we graduated 3 years later

a few days later you called

your parents kicked you out

"it's time to grow up" is what they said

you were sobbing

it was actually kind of funny, because the next day my parents did

the same thing

the night you called, you came over

i made you tea

we sat on my bed

i realized you looked so beautiful, your hair all messy and cheeks tear-stained

but, i could only comfort you

because we're just
friends