We were friends once, but we went our seperate ways in August 2012. Today I found out he passed away this week. I always thought there would be another day to fix things.
He use to drive me crazy... call me sis, ask my advice... usually about my friend that he was dating. We planned his proposal together... we conspired to get her gifts and flowers when she was sad... he drove me insane trying to convince me to watch dr who which he loved... and every so often he would say something that was comedy gold... I underappreciated him when he was around, and when a fight between myself and other people drew us apart I didn't fight to stay friends. So maybe I'm not entitled to feel this loss, but I do nonetheless, and I am sorry I wasted so many chances to repay his loyalty and friendship in kind.
Not many people knew him, but those that did loved him.. and will miss him a great deal.
This poem was obviously inspired by W.H. Auden.
He use to drive me crazy... call me sis, ask my advice... usually about my friend that he was dating. We planned his proposal together... we conspired to get her gifts and flowers when she was sad... he drove me insane trying to convince me to watch dr who which he loved... and every so often he would say something that was comedy gold... I underappreciated him when he was around, and when a fight between myself and other people drew us apart I didn't fight to stay friends. So maybe I'm not entitled to feel this loss, but I do nonetheless, and I am sorry I wasted so many chances to repay his loyalty and friendship in kind.
Not many people knew him, but those that did loved him.. and will miss him a great deal.
This poem was obviously inspired by W.H. Auden.
