JUST A FRIEND Yes mom, she’s just a friend. Just someone I met in class when I was no more than twenty. Someone who had the deepest brown eyes that made those stereotyped butterflies flutter up into my lungs & out through my nose. This was the first breath I took with her completely in mind. Yes mom, she’s just a friend Just a girl who I got drunk with at a party and put my lips on in a back alley as a cigarette hung lazily from her fingers. And if she would’ve pulled away I swore I would’ve ran home with tears in my lids, but she didn’t. She stayed ; We stayed. Yes mom, she’s just a friend Just a human who dips her fries in her milkshake on our first date. And she swears that it’s good and the funny thing is I believe her. Because surely someone that beautiful could never tell me a lie, right?
Yes mom, she’s just a friend Just a woman who had her hands in my hair last night mom. Just a person who was moaning my name last night mom. Just a pair of thighs I was in between last night mom. Yes mom, she’s just a friend At least that’s how you will always know her. Just my friend. WRITTEN AND PHOTOGRAPHED BY ROSIE
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