For his broken lover; your flightless angel
Because a long time ago her wings got swept away by violent winds
And her song stolen by the loss of it.
Please know that I am with you.
I admire you:
Your dying devotion to her that leaves you hurting
As kindness is traded with knives
And kisses with claws
As little talks turn to shouting marathons
And you run to have smoke.
Please know that I admire you.
You made me believe again in something
I hope she does so too.

For his almost lover; the friend whom you have
But wish to lose--- only to gain something better.
You make me smile.
Not from ear to ear…
But a small quiet, contented smile
I have seen you grow
From a young romantic boy
To the man you are now
I am proud  of you ---
Rooting for you the way a sister does
And I wish you all the best for your conquest
Claim her heart, young man.
You’ve already won the prize.