March 16, 2020

I took the train to
A rainy first day of work.

We were told moving forward
We were completely remote.

I took the train to a friend
To help her pack.

She was moving back home
The next day.

We got too much pizza
But her dad would eat the leftovers.

She drove me back home late
So I wouldn’t have to take the train.

We wanted to spend more time together
Because we didn’t know when we’d see each other.

I had work the next day so I got out of the car
A few hours before her dad was flying in.

We hugged each other,
I picked her up.

We missed each other
Immediately.

We saw each other again,
Quite a few times.

But now we’re back in that space –
Not knowing when.

And I’m missing her even more
Then I was then.

I don’t think for her
It’s the same.

I hope one day I’ll miss her less
So we can be friends again.

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