My brother,
A friend that's true...

As rough as it is,
Through the good times and bad...

Writing another poem,
That you will never read...

For once,
I don’t want to be afraid...

Lost...
Completely & utterly gone...

Why do I still care?
Why do I always look for the stare...

It started with a tear,
That ran down my face...

We used to be best friends,
But now were falling apart...

It took so long to finally tell you,
How much you really meant...

Iowa is making kaley mad.
And he is just making me sad...

My bud, my pal.
My hero, my gal...

You put a smile to my face.
And you make me never want to leave this place...