We weren’t best friends, not even close,
Maybe that’s why we didn’t stay in touch,
Occasional conversations once in a while,
Months and months went by without a word,
So, I write to you words I never said,
Oh, how I took you for granted,
Knew you’d always be there,
Just a call or a text away.
I remember our jokes & your weird laugh,
The way you played with colors & shapes,
Ah, how you strived to be better every day,
My partner in almost all my works,
You were the creative to my copy.
And I hate it more than I can express,
There won’t be working together ever again,
That I need to talk about you in the past tense,
How is it fair that I need to go on,
While your journey comes to an end?
How is it fair to any of us,
To go on without you in our lives?

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