Don’t We All.

Even if I need my space as well,
Certain days I just miss when we were being ourselves.
No worry in the world.
Only wrapped in a swirl of hugs,
Just because.
Who has been there more than her?
It’s hard to forget many years of picking each other up from the dirt.
And,
At this point I’d just like to be blunt,
And have a blunt with a soul who’s seen mine completely open.
It’s all I’m hoping.
Because,
No matter what happens,
We all want someone to sleep next to,
And keep us laughing…