Yes, I'm still the guy you found charming,
The one who halted your self-harming.
I'm the lad who sparked your rebirth,
Helping you break free from addiction's curse.

As the one you once called family,
I remain the lost talent, Emily.
Child of a man who nurtured your growth,
The lad who treated you with respect, not loath.

I cherished the sound of your laughter,
Guiding every chapter, together after.
I ignited the fire of your deepest desire,
Yet that flame eventually expired.

I took on the blame when you were just a school kid,
In that night you sought solace in smoking ****.
I was the one you bowed to and thanked,
Teaching you basketball till you slam dunked.

Though our paths may have diverged,
The memories we shared will never be purged.
For I was once a significant part of your story,
An influence that shaped your journey to glory.