To The Friend I Lost Along The Way
I miss the silence that fell between us. And no matter how deafening it was, we just sat there, perfectly content with how the world revolved around us. Expletives that came out of our mouths were always filled with laughter and wonder. You were the friend who would call me up in the middle of the night for a midnight stroll in the lonely streets. We’re all grown up now and I miss you. There you were, sitting across the table, casually asking me personal questions. You were always curious but you also had this smile that could light up the whole room. You’re happiness was infectious and if someone gets too caught up with what you have to offer, it can be dangerous. I got caught up but the adventures I had with you were made for the books. For that, I miss you. We’d walk around in places only we know. We’d lie in bed and watch flashing lights as it blinded our eyes to our delight. We filled the rooms we’ve been to with smokes and I just knew that being with you was destructive. But you were like the light in a lamp and I was a moth seeking for answers from your flame. I knew having you as my friend was both alarming and exciting. For that, I miss you. You were the ‘gago’ to my ‘tanga’. I’ve seen you at your dark times but I wish you’d let me in your world as you fell further into your blackhole. You opened my world into a life filled with unforgettable stories. You let me lived a life some may perceive to happen only in books. I wish you’d let me return the favor by letting me pull you back in to this world. Maybe you’re still in that blackhole, trapped and alone. But if by any chance you’d read this, please know that I am waiting for you to come back to me. Let me help you. Let me be part of your world - destructive it may be. I miss you and I’m sorry if I lost you.
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