Poetry Of A Borderline

bittersweet

In the garden of friendship, a flower blooms,
A friend's joy shines bright, chasing away gloom,
I should be happy, I truly should,
But in my heart, a twinge of sadness would.

For as I celebrate your triumph and delight,
A part of me whispers in the quiet night,
Of moments shared, of memories past,
Of a bond that forever will last.

I cheer for you with all my might,
Yet a tear glistens in the corner of my sight,
For in your happiness, a bittersweet tinge,
A reminder of the passage of time's relentless binge.

I'm proud of you, my dear friend,
Your success knows no bound, no end,
But as I smile and clap with glee,
A part of me mourns what used to be.

So let me revel in your joy and cheer,
Let me wipe away the unshed tear,
For in this moment, a truth shines through,
That in happiness and sadness, our friendship grew.

And though a tinge of melancholy lingers near,
In the tapestry of our bond, it finds its sphere,
For in being happy for you, yet a little sad,
I find the beauty in the emotions we've had.