It took me a while, to think of some words…
Words that could heal and make it less hurt.
Though after some thinking, a whole bunch of it,
I write a letter to you, to remember the times I really miss.
I cried on your shoulder, one too many times,
You listened to me when I let myself rot.
You somehow you knew what to say to make it stop…
Remember the time? When we laughed like buffoons?
It was so simple yet wonderful, I miss those times too…
Remember when we talked about pointless things?
Time seemed to pass quickly and it tickled my brain.
You probably don’t even know, how much you really meant,
Because you’re the only person I’ve talked about men,
Or told my deepest secrets and you shared yours too,
My dear, I hope you miss those times too.
I remember you, but it doesn’t cause pain…
It makes me smile, not because I’m insane!
You make me smile, because you were very unique,
You took yourself apart to make others feel less weak.
I thank you so much, for everything that you did,
Not just for me but for every soul that you reached.
Rest well, wait for me and your friends to join up,
It will be fun again to make jokes about butts.
We will giggle out loud, just you and me,
Because you were just that great,
To those that were able to see.