Sad poetry

We took those nights for granted

The boys who “weren’t that cute” would be “hottttt” now

Cuz the walls are here to laugh with

And instead of stars

We’ve got a roof to look at

Faces on FaceTime seem like they are made up

And we aren’t sure what is going on right now just outside the window

Cuz all we can do

Is watch everyone else do what we wish we could do

And it’s only been three days

And we have no one to do nothing with

Just us

And our sleeping roommates


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