We’re not friends because
Of the feelings we have for each other.
I’m not even sure I care about you
Or that you care about me.
You once told me “I have enough friends.
I don’t need another one”.
I saw the mean part of you
Just like I showed you the weak part of me.
We know each other’s dark secrets and weaknesses
And that’s what makes us human and forgiving
And maybe that’s what keeps us together.
Sometimes I mirror myself in you,
Some other times I look for my exact opposite in you.
If I need to find echoes of my thoughts
Or, on the contrary, be shaken down to earth,
I talk to you.
It may be habit or boredom or convenience
The fact remains that we cling to each other
Like two old friends who’ve seen good and bad
And have survived the test of time.
I don’t know about feelings,
But I do know that we act like friends
When we share what our day has been like;
Or when we go together to the theatre
Or to the opera and exchange books.
When we complain about men and politics
And recommend each other movies
And share a nice cup of tea or a glass of wine.
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