Friendships Are Never How They Appear Poem by Chanyn Fuller

No one had ever heard the wind blow like this before
It’s as deafening as a flat line, yours for certain.
And I never thought you’d be this promiscuous
Shallow is how you are identified, now you float
Among these restless minds with no need for bodies
I leave this your sanctuary, I have never lived
According to them but I am fine with that
I don’t need anyone to help me, and I will
Prove me self evident, I believe this is your
Way of making affirmation that I am coming to an close
With the assistance of my alliances that come to
Lengthy ends. It’s been far too long since we have
Associated and I admire it, it has taken long
Enough for this realization.