You lie in my drawer, praying on all of those bad days to bring me closer to you I listen to you silently sobbing my name. We are friends, you and I. You've always got my back. When I feel weak at heart, you feel it too. When I sleep the days away, you understand. I see you every day now, I tell you what's wrong. I complain about my friends, and you numb out the rest. You are now a part of my DNA. I can't split from you, not even if I tried. Tethered. Like a ball to a pole. Tethered. Like a teenager to her cellphone. Tethered. You and I. I truly am eternally alone. You're all I have left.