You were always missed while you were away
We assumed if there was time to make up
Certainly we would have another day
Today I will drink from a guilty cup
I ponder my availability
Did I extend my hand often enough
If teasing occurred over empathy
Projecting the image of being tough
Today on my mind like never before
Was there failure in communication
Could I have reached out to my dear friend more
I'll end my letter with hesitation
Now praying there is indeed a heaven
When eight feels longer than twenty-seven
Mar 22, 2023
Mar 22, 2023 at 9:45 PM UTC
You were always missed while you were away
We assumed if there was time to make up
Certainly we would have another day
Today I will drink from a guilty cup
I ponder my availability
Did I extend my hand often enough
If teasing occurred over empathy
Projecting the image of being tough
Today on my mind like never before
Was there failure in communication
Could I have reached out to my dear friend more
I'll end my letter with hesitation
Now praying there is indeed a heaven
When eight feels longer than twenty-seven
Lost my friend 8 years ago today!
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