Best Friend

Best Friend, you were to me,
A lot more than you could ever have guessed,
You meant a lot; I wanted you to know,
Although I haven’t openly expressed.

Best Friend, you were to me,
And sometimes, a lot more,
Than just a friend, what should I call it?
I can’t give a name to it, even I don’t know.

Best Friend, you were to me, the one I could trust,
The person I knew I could confide in,
Cheery, happy and someone so different,
With you by my side, my confidence was never thin.

My sunny side you were, my better side,
You were a part of me, within, you dwelled,
I called to you in whisper, whenever I needed you,
And support you would give, selflessly, without a word.

You were the best friend anyone could ever have,
The sort of person I knew I could call up anytime,
To hear words of comfort,
But now, look what’s happened….I can’t reach you, even if I so desired.

Do you hate me now, friend?
Can’t you be as understanding as you once were?
Can’t you see how I’m falling apart?
So much so that I cannot rhyme too?

That is how upset I am, that I committed the mistake I did,
That is how sorry I am, I’ve lost a lot.
You are really great, friends, my words don’t give anybody the whole picture,
But know that I thought of you as a best friend.
And more than best friend, you became.

1:11 pm, January 09, 2010.