We were friends
You and I
Kindred spirits
Thick as thieves
It's hard to believe
Now that you're gone

Sometimes I see your smile
I used to see it more often
I see it on your profile now
It looks better in real life

I no longer hear your voice
The voice that made me happy
The voice that annoyed me
I yearned to stuff your mouth with pie
Now, I yearn for that voice
That, I would never hear again
No matter how much I try

Since you left me
I have changed
No doubt
You have too
But you'll always be my best friend
That much is true

friends
brother from another mother
flower
from the same garden
soulmates
loving each other like the moon
that once loved the sun,
not even lovers can make you feel alive like your brother
with a look that says
"even if your world breaks down I'll be the hand that will save you"

Accepts you as you are
Believes is you even when you don’t make sense
Calls you just to say hello
Drives you insane
Explains things you don’t understand
Forgives you of the mistakes you’ve made
Guarantees fun
Helps you
Is always there for you
Just wants to be with you
Keeps you close to their heart
Loves you for who you are
Makes a lot of difference in your life
Never gives up on you
Overjoyed to see you
Picks you up when you fall down
Quizzes your love for others
Raises you spirits
Supports you
Tells you the truth even when you don’t want to hear it
Understands you
Values you
Withstands you
Xenodochial
Yells at you when you aren’t listening and
Zaps you back to the real world

no one
can ever
replace you.

lovers
sinners
and best friends.

fun and emotional
support you were
everything.

continents away
and a couple
men later i know

it's always
going to be
me and you.

You never look back

It's the first thing I noticed about you

Your past, your pain, your failures

You never look back

But I always do.
When I walk away, I look back to see if you're watching

You're not

You are focused
You are direct
You are confident in who you are, where you are

You are you

But I am me
Me, who is looking up at you, marveling to see what you will accomplish next
Me, noticing every movement you make, every sound, every hesitation
Me, noticing when your smile isn't real

So I give you mine to use
And it fits you perfectly

You fit into it and my smile becomes yours
And mine is plastic again
The mold I use to create my smiles so I can give them away to those who need them

You, whose movements are fluid as water
You, who is always trying new things
You, who excels

You are an asset to humanity
A unifier
A guide to the light within the darkness

And I watch your work

when did u change your name to memory?
Why do i think that name suits
you better than anything
i had every called you..
including.. best friend
you moved on, I moved on
but disclaimer, i dont miss you.
i dont even know you
i know what you were
i was friends with
what you were...
i miss who u were before this change.
i miss who you were before memory became your name.
NO.
i dont miss everything about you
i miss everything about who you were
and i dont miss whatever you have become
i miss the before..
who is the "after"?
and what you were is someone
who still exists in my mind
what you were to me back then
i still crave
all the time
cause i see that at least
the memory of you
is something that is still alive
PLEASE.
dont tell the younger me
that is best friend is only avaible
for a limited amount of time
dont tell me the younger me
that i buried her in my past
letting her funeral
be my final goodbye
everything you were to me
no longer exist
no matter how much i want to deny
that you and i are not anything other
than stranger to eachother
ive never met
the you of today!
ive seen pictures but
the ******* instagram
doesnt even look the same!
the ******* instagram doesnt even remember
hearing me say
let me ask if we can hang out
and we can met eachother half way
half way
was just a catchphrase
we both said too much
when the road we were walking down
was the rope keeping us bound
but we were both losing
our touch
i wont deny to anyone you were my best friend
but i can teach everyone something
because you were also
my lesson on how fast friendships sink
and how best in "BFF" is not as good as you think
and how "forever"
is an overstatement
its not as long as it should be
you let the hands of your pain clutch you
you let it choke and corrupt you
i wanted to think
i was wiser when it came to us
but really it was just you
but that wisdom
has been drained
you lost a battle
to your own pain
was i your army
did i make the hurt weigh less?
and is that why now that im gone
you try so hard to make yourself weight less?
tell me what happened to that light.
tell me what happened
to your smile that used to shine so bright
tell me why your a lightbulb
that went out
why your done
tell me what happened to my friend
who once resembled the sun!
because we forgot about
meeing eachother
half way
we both turned around
ans started walking
the other way
and i wont look back
if i know you wont do that same,
i know you wont do the same.
so when did you change your name to memory?
why is memory still a friend of mine?
and why is she a better friend
to me than you ever were?
and why am i okay
with your replacement
your replacement being her
our end their wasnt any drama
it wasnt on any stage
and you have only gone behind my back
because i turned around
so we would both be facing
opposite ways
so rest in peace
the best friend
of the growing me
im sorry my memory have become
your cemetery and
im sorry we couldnt have stayed friends
because i didnt stay then
...
my memory will live on
even if your not livingwith her

We are both living our lives,
Complete within ourselves,
yet without each other,
uniting with Mother Nature when there’s no one else,

together even though we’ve never met,
wide awake like we’ve never slept,
see we wake walk in this dream world,
beings being right here now like we never left,

and I’m ready for whatever yes,
because we both the soul is always blessed,
even though this world can feel hurt and cursed,
we will not only survive but thrive & make sense of this mess,

and I could go on forever,
because that’s exactly how long we’ve gone for,
but I have a life to live so I’m going to log off now,
so I can get back on to living that life others would die for,

but before I go,
there’s one last thing I’ll say,
in order to get love,
you must give love away,
in order to feed your soul,
you must starve your ego,
so the only way to hold on,
is to finally let go,

so let go of the idea of self,
only then will you be liberated,
see there is no you nor I nor us,
there is only everlasting Light fully illuminated…

∆ LaLux ∆

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I am solely the best friend
I am used to that

I am the girl you invite to the game because you think you're going to score your first home-run of the year and I know the sport well
I am the girl you have proof-read your poetry to make sure it is okay to show another
I am the girl you rehearse the love song for to assure that it is suitable for sharing

But the home-run is never made in my honor
And the poems will never mention my name
And the beautiful love song was never meant for me

But I show up to the game with a sign decked out in glitter with your name and number held up high
And I let you know that a sonnet is fourteen lines and should be written in iambic pentameter
And I tell you your voice was sounding a tad flat when you were singing the lyrics "Baby this song is all for you"

You say "Thanks, you're the best friend a guy could ask for"
And I smile and nod, I am used to this