~Poems~

My Dear Friend

Where are you?

My dear friend are you still in the forest or have you gotten out?

I call out your name in my sleep then look for you again.

Gone.

Your name is a distant memory of what I used to so often say.

I miss you.

Come back, wherever you are.

Because this life is empty without your presence.

My dear friend, what have you been through?

Have your scars faded and where are the new ones?

Tell me about the things you love and hate, and I will tell you mine.

Tell me about the darkest times and the most lightest.

A contrast of everything.

Tell me your secrets and things everyone knows.

Tell me your mind and your deepest emotions.

I want to see the emotions running in your eyes again.

Where are you, my friend?

Remember times when we laughed?

Remember times when we cried?

Remember times when we were together?

No day go by without me remembering.

With a brush dipped in pride, I have to cover your memory in my vocabulary.

But I can hear you whisper in my mind.

The pride shatter inside, uncovering your legacy.

Be back.

Because I miss you so.

Tears roll down my cheeks as I tug the covers.

Your memory's small fire burns into an inferno as the simple melody plays.

Away with my cover over your remain and you float up again.

My dear beloved, do you still love those things you used to?

Do you still hate those other things?

Time changes, have you too?

I want you to see what I've become.

Who I am today.

Maybe shattered, one leg broken.

Maybe a little bit wiser.

But I'm the same as the person you lastly remember of me.

My dear friend, come back to my arms.

So we can compare our scars and bleeding wounds.