I looked, and I saw him standing there
The door opened, and with it swelled a lukewarm breeze
He smelled of aging spring, perhaps early summer
He smelled like David-he was the boy indeed I knew for 3 years

His gait bounded and sprung, much like his pulse
He could never sit still, blessing and curse in one boy
He greeted me upon entering, our palms crossed in a handshake
The exact nature was secret, known only to our tangled minds

A tangle of limbs he was indeed, clumsy and spry
His handwriting not much better, a reflection of his flair
That didn’t matter though, David was much like me
We were just like two aces in a hand of Destiny

I had been alone in that classroom extension, left to my thoughts
Swirly and dark, the beginnings of a somber chapter in my life
Nonetheless, a sun still lay shining at the end of that verse
Shining until what was to transpire finally turned the page

Never to beat around the bush, in characteristic style
David expressed an affinity for me, a liking, a tangible affection
A dagger cleaved through he and me, severing us in two
You were left with some of me, and I with some of You

I turned away from him, my mind and my heart made up
All the illusions I had of myself broke- for a moment I knew who I truly was
I rejected him and walked away
But couldn’t resist coming back and stabbing him again

The hole in my heart drove me to hopeless pastures
I was infected with a disease and was determined he would get it too
Only later on grasping my folly would the regret set in
God, it did, and I can never let it go

Long as I live, I will remember that spring
Early in the summer
I will remember that breeze that carried his scent towards me
And I will remember the sight of him broken-by me