Praying for the Past Tense at the Center of the Universe by Juliette Sebock

I used to have a habit of losing best friends
(maybe used to, maybe have),
usually after a city-side bus ride
(was it something I said?).
I’ve wondered if there’s something in the smog
that makes these friendships end
(something in the sheer thought of being friends?).
I’ve wondered whether the friendships were just meant to end
(maybe all [my] friendships are meant to fall to pieces).
I wonder if it’s worth being hurt again
(when will I lose them?).

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