Friends First

Momma said 

“You should be able to look at your partner across the most crowded room and 

Simply know from his look that he got you”

Momma was right but 

hindsight is clearer than foresight 

I got his front back and sides

Because I am a lover

Because I don’t front about me and mine

But he’s undercover 

A foe dressed as a friend

I’m so tired of playing pretend and

I’m so tired of cold nights under covers next to

him looking

Still looking for a friend

I find myself mending a friendship that never was because 

I’m still in that crowded room

Still searching for “us “…..