It's A Love-Hate Thing (poetry)

Poem Six

He was my best friend,
Coming to my house day after day.
He was the person I talked to most,
But it was a goodbye I could not say.
I used to walk with him to the ball diamond,
And we'd talk about all our thoughts.
He was one of the few that knew,
That knew of the happiness I sought.
I miss his crazy eye and his chuckle,
I miss everything about him.
I miss how he made me laugh,
Or his hair dark when the lights dim.
I'd love how we'd walk around town,
A company each of us enjoyed.
We'd go to the bench by the river,
And get away from what we wanted to avoid.
He had only me and his siblings,
And the people who were willing to keep him.
It was me who was always with him,
Who was there when his lip had a little trim.
I was there through his fights,
And to help his problems ease.
We'd each be inseparable,
Laughing non stop till we wheeze.
We wouldn't go home till dark,
When it was absolutely necessary to.
We weren't allowed to hang out with him,
But that was just something I couldn't do.
How could I just leave him,
When everything was so terrible?
He is the strongest person I've met,
Nothing was okay but it was bearable.
I wanted to be there for him,
To make him absolutely happy.
I wanted to hug him close,
Even though it was so sappy.
But things unraveled,
And I left without a goodbye.
It was only supposed to be temporary,
I was sure it would come back and say hi.
I got so caught up with problems,
That I couldn't bear to see that town.
He was left alone and unhappy,
I have greatly let him down.
They took him and left one day,
I didn't get a goodbye or hug.
I miss him so much,
It's a regret that my heart tugs.
I can't help but wonder how he is,
Or where I can find his contact.
I hope he's alright and strong,
I should have stuck to our pact.
The emptiness is unavoidable,
It haunts me in my dreams.
I'm sorry my dear friend,
We were supposed to be a team.
I love you deeply,
And I hope you're safe wherever you are.

—Always on my mind//Shanielle Fiddler
Nov 29, 2018