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Under a Rock

Took a lifetime to realize I'm my own best friend.

By Jen PhillipsPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
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Under a Rock
Photo by Saad Chaudhry on Unsplash

Always around

But nowhere to actually go

Calls ‘friends’

Don’t have the time they say.

Enough then

Fuck it

Go for a coffee yourself

Hey, now you see I'm enjoying myself alone you want in on it?

I’m finally happy

Jumping to call me to see what I'm doing and want a piece of happy life

Kill me now. I saw this coming….

Leaving already?

Maybe I'm overreacting

No- I don't think I am this time.

Okay, I get it…..

Please just do me a favour, if you leave now don't come back

Quite calling when it's convenient for you.

Real friends just don't come and go. They may be busy but always take the time to let you know their still here.

Shit

Talk? I tried to talk to you but you don't want to hear it.

Understand that I moved on and don't have time for part-time people

Vague people aren't really my thing. If I wanted vague I’d colour my hair is too dark.

Why am I upset?

Xoxo

You go on and do you and I'll do me.

Zero days since I thought of you.

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About the Creator

Jen Phillips

Having a creative imagination has no limitations. My favourite past time is just dumping all my thoughts on to paper and seeing where it goes.

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