A Conversation Between Friends
He said he loved me,
Yeah me too,
But he never held my hand
I know.
Did you see the wall?
I did, I know.
I never found the door.
He said it’s falling
I wonder why
He says it’s for a girl
That bitch, I knew it
No you’re wrong
He always looked that way
I know him well
I thought I did
He’s off to somewhere else
Will he be back?
He’ll never leave
But why then do I care
Because he’s sweet
And kind
And smart
And does a great job running errands.