ten years
maybe this hurts more because ten years ago you ran into my life
maybe this hurts more because nine years ago we were laughing at nonsensical things, sharing music behind the football field
maybe this hurts more because seven years ago you took me to your favorite bookstore, tucked away in a corner near your house
maybe this hurts more because five years ago you called me crying on the phone, and a couple of nights later we sang our hearts out to escape
maybe this hurts more because four years ago I talked to you about every detail of my day
maybe this hurts more because three years ago we felt so close, for a fleeting moment I could almost press my lips to yours
maybe this hurts more because two years ago I was away and you learned not to need me
maybe this hurts more because last year we shared a bed and I thought I could have you back
maybe this hurts more because this year you ignored me for months on end, you said you would do better, and then you stopped
maybe this hurts the most because a decade of friendship was not enough to keep your care alive
and these days I need to be held close
