
I feel like a ball of worry during the day,
And a block of sadness at night, I must say.
This happens when I've lost someone so near,
It brings on anxiety and sheds a silent tear.
To my friend who's no longer here,
If you're reading, know I hold no anger, my dear.
I can't be mad at a creation so divine,
Instead, I'm sorrowful, like a bird losing its line.
I understand, you've become internet-bound,
I've been a victim, my sister, too, was spellbound.
But completely leaving me, that's hard to cope,
It feels like losing a part of my hope.
You were more than a friend, felt like family,
I love you more than any lover could be.
You're like a clever brother, a surprising find,
A mix of Greek Gods, Ares, Coeus, Eloes combined.
So sweet, so brave, smarter than any boy I've known,
Perfect in every way, in every zone.
I wish you'd return, though it's okay if you won't,
But more than anything, I wish you joy to confront.
I hope you're happy, safe from any hate,
Your future shining bright, becoming truly great.
Growing up to be a perfect gentleman, a soul so pure,
Loved by all, a dream that'll endure.
Even if we may never talk again,
I'll pray and hope for you, my friend.
I love you, and I believe your life will be grand,
Your family, friends, and you will be great, I understand.
About the Creator
khudai Noor
pen as his compass and creative mind as her material, has secured himself as a complex narrator in the scholarly domain. His stories, various in type yet reliably convincing, mirror a profound comprehension of the human experience.


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