If you were here I bet you would say, "How sweet the words you read." "Did you write that by yourself?" "How did you read me?" But your not here,and I miss you so. There is no one for me to share my deepest fears, my sweetest dreams, no one else understands.
We had this bond that no one else could ever figure out. We were friends who could relate to the art that we would pair. We were strange to everyone, but we never gave them no mind. Because we knew each other well, We were two of a kind
So for you my dear friend I write this poem I'll keep your memory alive. And hold you close inside my heart, and always on my mind.