He was there when someone isn't
He was there when i needed an extra meal
He was there when I'm sick
He was there when something odd happens
He changes.
He's not here anymore.
He's not with me the whole time.
Does he even notice me?
Does he even care about me?
He used to be my hero
He used to be my knight in shining armour
He used to be the one who cracked lame jokes
He used to be the one who fix the electronic
He changes.
But everyone change,
And i still admire him.
Maybe not as my hero,
But he was once there for me.
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PoetryYour life is a line, And you put those line In the form of words. And you express your life, With the line you wrote Written by a sinful hand But an innocent eye. Thoughts of a butterfly, Written with the language Of the lion Poems are mine except...
