I never thought I'd rebuff a hug from you
And if I do, I'll just seem rude and petty
So we'll mechanically embrace one more time
And it feels like a handful of cold spaghetti

This is not the least bit satisfying to me
There's no comfort in something so lopsided
Still friends works for you because we're defined by
The distance, decorum, and rules you've decided

I'm giving up
I'm sick of bailing water
I'm in the mood for a fucking swim

I't's more effort than I can bear to put forth
For a knotholed Xerox of what we were
I declare us two de Sitter horizons

Feel free to label my choice as immature
But I won't adapt
I won't pretend
I won't scale down my feelings

I can't, I can't, I just can't