you can always tell who your friends are by the ones who keep in touch.
if i have to be the one to reach out to you every time, consider this friendship axed.
oh, and don’t you dare use your boyfriend/girlfriend as an excuse. there is always time for friends.
I miss you guys. :(
Is it good to get lost sometimes?
I am not asking anyone this,
because I want to believe it is.
Lost in the fog on my glasses
when it rains, in the woods by
a stream, with fishing line and
cookies for bait. Lost in letters
and words, between waves on
the ocean and the terrible sway
of the French language. In L.A.,
New York, Boston, and London.
Alone or with friends, happy,
unhappy, grey and indifferent.
I won’t ask you, because
I believe it is good to be lost