I lost a friend. He was way too young.
Way way too young, you see.
And he was the best boy. The best a boy can be.

He was kind and funny. Quirky and smart.
He was deep and thoughtful, complex and caring.
Always a smart line, a witty remark,
Quick to love and total spirit of sharing.

I'm in a state of disbelief.
I can't truly feel the loss that I should perceive.
The pain it's under the surface, struggling to get out
But the heart just won't allow for the reality to seep.

I want to mourn this loss.
To cry for the friend, confidant, family gone.
But to lament is to believe, believe he has truly left the world, you see.
And that is unfathomable a pain, I don't want to conceive.

And now what is left is a constant dull ache,
a longing for his words, his laugh, his wisdom and his face,
No one can ever match or take his place,
This void is just too great.

I lost a friend yesterday. He was way too young.
Way way too young, you see.
And he was the best boy. The best a boy can be.