De Sitter Horizons - Disclaimer

I never thought I’d rebuff a hug from you

And if I do, I’ll just seem rude and petty

So we’ll mechanically embrace one more time

And it feels like a handful of cold spaghetti

This is not the least bit satisfying to me

There’s no comfort in something so lopsided

Still friends works for you because we’re defined by

The distance, decorum, and rules you’ve decided

I’m giving up

I’m sick of bailing water

I’m in the mood for a fucking swim

I’t’s more effort than I can bear to put forth

For a knotholed Xerox of what we were

I declare us two de Sitter horizons

Feel free to label my choice as immature

But I won’t adapt

I won’t pretend

I won’t scale down my feelings

I can’t, I can’t, I just can’t