happy Friendship day

And the many phone calls that might come back to you now..
I'd love to be that old thing for you.
I'll miss you, and hold you when you cry.
I hate you for how you were with me.
We text even now. The degree changed, depth loosened.
We have days, apart. And nights that are sexier.
I still like to count on you. But I don't know about you.

Suddenly again...
We become strange.
We are quiet, and no more.