Like the cries of restless little children
Those nights were as starless as your
eyes. Our ebb and sable flow that                               We
made for you always helped you dream
easy, we just wanted everything to be simple.

It's a little late, the tissue box is dry.
I haven't been the same, nor he or she.
Our friendship has been one gigantic hit and                Miss.
Quitters never win, that was your motto
But you took it all lying down.

"What's the point?" you said before clicking end.
Send me a sign that you're doing just fine.
Fingers shaking with bones rattling, it's weird               How
you made the biggest impact on our lives.
You were taken for granted.

Songs were your favorite form of poetry.
There is no way to convey the sorrow you put
us through every day. Couldn't we have saved              You,
the best for last? Like the delicious desert that
went straight to our thighs, we didn't mind.

Strangest angels grazing along, telling us
how we don't know what we've got 'till
it's gone. It's a fact, I'm not going to get                      Used
to the empty bed waiting on the other side
of mine. Bed is made, so lie in it.

So I sit behind a desk wondering why I
never made the first move. Outgoing but
delicate, there are endless, countless ways                   To
describe you. I waste my breath in vain
because you have no ears.

This is my closing. Come home, there's hot
soup, your favorite kind, waiting on the table.
You weren't one to let it get cold. Please                        Be
home on time, dad locks the door late at night.
I leave a kiss in a bottle.

Too bad you can't swim.