Four years ago we met,
and instantly
we were inseparable.
We did everything together,
we completed each other.
Back then,
I used to be the one
that ran ahead,
dragging you along.
Now, it's you,
while I complain.
Whenever you fought with anyone,
which you did rather often,
I stuck by,
whether or not
I agreed.
We balanced each other,
you are bold and loud,
a natural leader,
I am the quiet one,
preferring to never
take the lead.
Now, four years later,
you are leaving,
and even though
it had to happen at some point,
you are my best friend
and I'll miss with all my heart.
We shared laughs,
we shared tears,
that didn't really exist,
over fictional characters.
Through the ups
and the downs,
you were always there by me.
And that's why,
in light and darkness,
I shall stand by your side,
even though I'm not actually there.

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lightning
Poetry"flashes of lightning they light up the hills visible only for a moment briefly beautiful before being engulfed once again by the storm" _ poetry book