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In some ways, You were always someone I looked up to. I may have been older, But the respect I had For your innate abilities and skills Was unmatched. Unparalleled. Without equal. We often Interchangeably Took the lead Its what made our friendship special. But now you've gone on ahead To a place where I cannot follow. Hiding my feelings from those closest Its just easier than seeing the pain Rush over their face. For they didn't know you So they can remain sheltered From the eternal agony left within That almost seems to consume More and more of me everyday. As opposed To cherishing your memory, I almost feel like I'm tarnishing it. I could remember all the late nights, Too short of summers, Endless laughs, The good times go on and on Seemingly unending in the context. Instead, I lay awake, Crying all the time Missing what used to be.
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC
Left Behind
In some ways, You were always someone I looked up to. I may have been older, But the respect I had For your innate abilities and skills Was unmatched. Unparalleled. Without equal. We often Interchangeably Took the lead Its what made our friendship special. But now you've gone on ahead To a place where I cannot follow. Hiding my feelings from those closest Its just easier than seeing the pain Rush over their face. For they didn't know you So they can remain sheltered From the eternal agony left within That almost seems to consume More and more of me everyday. As opposed To cherishing your memory, I almost feel like I'm tarnishing it. I could remember all the late nights, Too short of summers, Endless laughs, The good times go on and on Seemingly unending in the context. Instead, I lay awake, Crying all the time Missing what used to be.
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Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC
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