Hey there old friend,
I miss you.
I remember we’d laugh till we cried,
or when we’d go on our own trips & rides.
Our jokes were really the funniest,
and in those moments, I could’ve sworn,
I was the luckiest.
You were there to catch my falls,
and only you answered my midnight calls.
Nobody understood me like you did,
and I wouldn’t be around if not for you, kid.
You marched with me through new things,
and provided the feathers for my wings.
You climbed with me to better heights,
and got me through the difficult nights.
It was an honor to have been your best friend for a while,
to have been the one to make you smile,
to have been the one to make you laugh,
and to once have shared your gilded path.
I hope our parting is no longer an issue
because if you’re reading this,
dear old friend,
I really do miss you.
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