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

You've helped me through a lot.
You're a true friend...

Were we begin to learn,
That life doesn't have a guarantee...

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

You didn't just teach me how to play,
You also taught me to enjoy everyday...

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

This day an age,
We change from day to day...

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

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

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