my friends are like a useless lens.

let's count to four together and hold hands about it.
i love the way you sing of me.  I want to imagine
your voice on top of mountains. Dancing to only 
my existence and dancing only to my sound. i want to
sleep next to you with my cat in the middle. don't get
upset because I hate mustard and don't hate
me cus I dislike salt. my left shoe is always united
and I never wear socks that match, I want you 
inside my suitcase, helping me pack cus I
know I'll never be back. 
my friend.