The life I imagined for you, my friend
was one filled with joy and laughter with no end.
Rooms that would light up when you enter
Lives changed when you speak even when there’s light banter.
The days i imagined for you, my friend
were ones that weren’t perfect, but there was time to spare.
To share in our joys, sorrows and dreams
But life had other plans, it seems.
The hours I imagined for you, my friend
Are cherished and remembered, even in sleep.
When words fail to bring even the slightest relief,
Wishing that life could be perfect for you was my greatest belief.
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