We were sitting in the yard
On the clock but it didn't matter
You sat beside me and we talked about god and death
The meaning of it all
We watched a dog play fetch
While we talked about the way we were raised
How we both felt so small
And I remember in that moment
Sitting on the rocks
I smiled and I meant it
I didn't feel that pull to joke
I just said what I thought
And I won't say it meant something
Because it probably didn't
And that's okay
It doesn't have to
It meant nothing
If you said that
I'd believe you
I don't think that I can love
Because if I could I would have felt it
Looking at you looking at the sky
Talking about god and our reasons why
Sometimes I wonder if you think about that day
About me
Even from afar
Now that you're at greener pastures
And I'm still here
Sitting in the yard
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(Alternate title: "Just Fucking Text Her, Dude."