You used to be there
egging me on when I lacked courage
or singing to me when I was lonely.
My + 1 at parties
you never stood me up
or guilt tripped me into concession.
And when I left YOU for my world
you never complained.
Your jealousy for taxes, marriage, and a house never
showed through, though I wouldn’t have minded.
And now I wonder where you went,
and why it’s so quiet in my head.
The Bird's Song 