REAL FRIENDS

So much has changed back home since you left without packing all your things

I always drive past your house hoping you’ll be sitting on your porch

I still smell the smoke on your clothes, and I can still hear those second hand stories fall off your tongue

It’s just not the same around here without you

Most of the time I feel like you’re in over your head out there

You ran away from the midwest and traded it in for beaches and east coast sunsets

Don’t take in too much too soon

Keep your chin up out there

Don’t forget where you came from and who cares about you

Whenever you’re missing home just look at your arm

You’ve got the state lines inked into your forearm

There’s still memories of you pinned on my wall

Maybe you’ll be here next year to waste the fall away, watching the leaves blow across my driveway

We could listen to American Football and talk about high school, just like we did the years before