If you were a movie,  I'd be the funny best friend
You don't fall in love with
And every character here knows, the audience can see
We don't belong, you don't belong with me.

But this is my movie,  and you are the best friend
And I am in love,  a little bit,  I think
And the hardest person to break up with
Is the one you never dated

some relationships are back breaking
one works too hard
the other works hard 
to break their back
and i'm terrified of the part of me
that mistook this
for love.

hair

every once in a while i will find a long hair
hidden between the sheets, tangled on a sweater
i will hold it from end to end
and ask - what does it mean to grow up?
i care better, but my skin is dry
it means learning that sometimes the only act
of kindness by some people
is letting me go
grown up, shown up, groan - who cares?
you celebrate me and i don't care
i leave after i find the hair
you can't force me to celebrate 
i can't, i don't want it
i want to sleep
but grown ups say to brush before
and growing up
hurts.