Friend

Like the words of a long forgotten song,
Like the first whiff of the brown pages of an ancient book.
Like the entrancing glow of the candle flicker,
Like the warmth of a tender hug on a cold night.

It doesn't ever matter than you have no clue.
It doesn't matter than you'll never know.
You sat by my side, and together we laughed all my gloom away.
On more than one such lonely evening.

Stories usually have a beginning, a bordered plot.
But you just happened to me, boundless, unquestioning, limitless.
I may not have the luxury of an opportune time to tell you this.
Our story has grown such beautiful wings, my friend.

Each day, we make new memories, and I set them carefully aside.
Each time, in fear of an abrupt ending. Could today be the last?
But even if it is, I cannot hurt for too long, no I cannot.
Because you said that in the end, it'd all be alright.