Here we are, once again
You sitting over there
Pretending to be my friend.
I won’t dance with you
Or play along with this charade.
I won’t indulge you in playing cards
Or with drinking games.
Friday nights offered so much promise
Sunday hangovers and compulsory headaches
You left me tattered, tormented
Despite all the lovely things you said.
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