The boy i went to school with,
the boy who knew how to fake a Picasso potrait.
You weren't the brightest in class not the most spoken,but when you left I felt a void.
We weren't friends...
But you were gone and the was space and huge difference.
I met you today at the Rubbish dumping site,your new humble abode.
I greeted,yelled out your name "Sunny!!!" but you kept quiet,maybe you couldn't see me because I remember the day was foggy.
