silly
because what else could it be?
it's silly how you know exactly what hurts me the most and i know your favourite street food, it's silly how you know my fears and i know your crazy ex's lore too.
it's silly how we were awkward friends in the group before we became closer than all, it's silly how we've talked till 2 am one night and yet meet unmoved by it the next day in class.
it's silly how i reach out to you for help and you say im smart and how i say you're smarter and how silly is that laugh.
it's silly how your name floats effortlessly in my household, how your uncles pat my head and treat me like their own when i meet them for luncheons.
it's silly how you pick up words from what i say, and how i now learn your language too.
it's silly how i feel safe to talk to you, but these days we dont really do.
it's silly how we find each others' face in the crowd all the damn time, it's silly how the friend group has shipped us all this while.
it's silly how i've changed routes to walk with you on yours, how you've always listened to all my complaints and rants.
it's silly how you have had my passwords and i find you in what i write, it's equally silly of me to think we'd be nice together sometime.
we're silly, silly, silly both you and me.
but you're also a coward for not seeing what we could be.
how silly.


It's silly how I loved this poem so muchhhh! 🫶
You wrote this on my birthday lol