Old Ways

Distance and low serotonin with raised dopamine mixed with patterns borne by trauma- that’s what made me crazed with limerence. I wanted your romance only when it was impossible to have. Your friendship, your understanding and the way we just flowed together- that’s what I knew already existed, I wanted to take it home with me. To the park, on a long drive, under the stars. I talked to you everywhere, and we just talked. That extra shit, I never really wanted it. I feel I spoiled the relationship. I turned it impure and complicated. Now I’ll have to miss you as a friend.