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