To you who's passion was like rapid flowing waters, restless and consistent.
I know we have grown far past distant, but if we meet again I hope you won't be resistant.
Your beauty was unexplainable, my past friendship with you is one I hope was sustainable
You were strong and didn't hesitate to say when someone was wrong. It's been so long, and I'm reminded of you every couple songs.
I hope you are working hard, but playing harder. But it comes to being a good friend, my abilities are less than that of a starter.
But my wish for how things once grows evermore and there is nothing for which it can be bartered.
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