Farewell, My Friend


Farewell my friend,

It’s too late to make amends…

I can’t be the one to always stretch my hand…

Your silence is now too hard to withstand!

Farewell, I wish you well…

I know you don’t care, as far as I can tell…

But someday you will think of me…

I’ll pop into you head…You’ll see…

I wonder then, what you will feel…

In those few moments of your life that my memory will steal?

My laughter, how I always felt like home?

The way I turned everything into a poem?

Coffee, old monk on the rocks?

Movies and senseless talks?

A confidant, a friend in need?

Someone who inspired you to write and read?

Whatever I was, I tried my best…

Thought we’d be friends till the end..But you left like a guest…

So farewell my friend, this is goodbye…

I give up, no longer will I try.

 

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