Marco

My heart has been leaking ugly ass tears;

We haven’t talked in so long, it seems it’s been years.

I know it’s me who dropped that damn Ball

By neglecting to pick up the phone and just call.

I won’t try to pull out a boring excuse;

Frankly, I’m not dead, so it's really no use.

I realize the phone takes no effort, I know,

Frequent connections help great friendships grow.

We all share the stories of each other’s life—

Whether crazy, mundane, or littered with strife.

Forgive me for taking this long to connect;

I miss you, you know, but I’ll be direct:

Sure, I could say how I miss your smiles

And how you love me regardless of miles.

Across all the distance, I still see your face;

Your laughter transports me back to a place

Where friendship is easy, heartfelt and real;

The time that may pass can’t change how I feel.

Everyone says when they miss a real friend,

They promise they’ll stay by their side to the end.

They swap all the great times they carried together,

Those memories were built to outlive any weather.

Perhaps they can comfort a heavy, sad heart,

Boasting they’ve been besties right from the start.

Sure, I completely agree with them all;

Regardless, I haven’t had much time to call.

But no, my Jonathan, past all that stuff,

You help me to see and believe I’m enough.

So when I tell you I’m with you through it all,

It’s the truth...Even if we don’t have time to call.