everyone leaves; she was right
she told me, warned me
i never listen, so
i go crawling back to her

emptiness, my love!

she seeps into my heart
to welcome me home
with her loving arms

she is always happy to see me

i kiss her cheek and succumb
its dark and its cold
lonely
but she's the only constant in my life
the only always.

always, with open arms.

- friends are overrated anyways.