My Friend Above...
574 days it's been to that blow you dealt. 18 months since you said your last goodbye. A year and a half of coping, coming to terms. My friend above, I hope you're watching. The pain you left behind ripped apart, The mask a misguided hatred had wrought. I took stock of my erred hypocritical ways. My friend above, I hope you approve. The selfishness, self entitlement that crept in, Destroyed a lot many friendships, in its wake. But that misplaced ego, and my cretinous self, Are all gone. My friend above, I hope you're proud. Love, the stuff of legends, which you desired, For yourself and me. Where you broke the promise, Of keeping faith, I didn't. I found it, with the angel, You always promised. My friend above, I hope you're happy. The friend you always wanted from me, The friendship you always deserved from me, Though I bear the cross of not being one then, I am one now to others. My friend above, I hope you forgive me. No one is perfect in this life, least of all...