To you who never turned a blind eye. And always had stories to tell, stories of all kinds
You never dwelled to long on silly thoughts. Your playful chivalrous persona is one that can never be bought.
A leader is the best word to describe you, wouldn't hesitate to let someone rely on you, even out of the blue.
I give you all of my thanks for your the reason I don't have one bit of rue. Not one empty headed word, everything true.
You're one in a billion that's for sure. And I truly wish I can see you again, and that these memories never blur.
YOU ARE READING
𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Random~Ode's to the old~ Poems about my old friends! I've had this for about a month so I decided to just publish it bc I might develop a dust allergy if it just sits there