Twenty Something

I don’t know why
you’re in my thoughts
You haven’t been there
for years
Maybe you were hiding out
And now it’s your turn
to own me
force me to deal with your
absence
I guess I should’ve called
your closest friend
before the wake
He had something to share
with me
I wasn’t prepared to deal
with the truth
Meet death at the time
I have so many memories
of you
Some good, others bad
You remember that fight we had?
The one where you slammed
my head against dark, hardwood
floors?
Love isn’t supposed to hurt