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This is not a poem.
But a memento.
To a person,
I treasure deeply.

We will wait for you. 
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I met a boy,
of 15 summers,
dressed in jackets,
in love with music,
and had a sense of humor beyond his years.

It was unexpected,
yet welcome.

My first memory with this boy,
is him dancing weirdly in front of our class,
and us laughing along his quirkiness.

I never thought we'd get to today.
But, I'm certainly glad we did.

Weeks in,
this boy approached me,
intrigued,
he asked with a tone of certainty and glee,
"You like music??"

I agreed.
thus,
a friendship was born.

All beautiful,
all weird,
all made of us.

People often judged him,
remarked on his obscurities,
whispered on his flaws,
yet, I paid them no heed.

I knew him,
and I accepted him with 2 arms,
not caring for the extra baggage of weirdness he brought along,
just him
and all him.

After all,
That's what true companionship means.

And I was far too interested in this boy with constellations in his face.

There were bumps and detours in our relationship,
mistakes and incidents that can't be erased,
but the love and sincerity outweighs those days.

True, our friendship is far from ideal,
far from perfect,
far from the standard.

But,
in my eyes,
it's what makes it,
the best,
in all the ways,
I never thought 
friendship could be.

He asked for a poem,
I didn't comply.

Not because it was hard to do,
nor because I didn't want to.

But because,
compromising him in a few lines,
and a few flowery words,
and all our memories,
only to be trapped in a concoction,
is doing him injustice
and he doesn't deserve that.

A friendship such like ours,
is deserving of all the glories I could muster in a page.

Toti,
sire~,
don't take too long!
It would feel weird and empty without your presence!

I will miss you terribly.


and all of our memories
from yesterday,
to this date,
to tomorrow,
would be cherished and kept close in my heart.

I will wait for you.
I am rooting for you.

All the best.

See you soon!

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