Reverie

Quiet and shy he was when he came

And meekly did he tell us all his name

Reserved demeanour and a lost face did he keep

But on gentle prodding he would speak

In small small steps and a pace that was slow

Steadily and solidly did our friendship grow

Together always, we were seen to be joint

Space-time folded us both to the same point

Together we would walk, together would we reach

And together we would plan and do our antics

Answering in unison, our names merged into

We both had become one of the two

And behaving in a way to what I was prone

Unwillingly, I had to leave my friend alone

Hated he must have for doing that to him

And guilt erupted inside every time I faced him

But today he seems happy, at ease and content

With his funnily sarcastic yet harmless intent

And I am happy for him for what he longed

Is now truly his and has become his own

And as I stir myself from this addictive reverie

And open my eyes to a lonely reality

I realize that I have missed him for so long

And catch myself wishing that I had never gone

-dedicated to a friend