THE PERFECT BOY
Silent friend, always there, why do you hide in shadows? I've known you all my life,and
now you
seem so different. Small and withdrawn away from the crowd, distant but always there.
Special, childhood friend to play games with, where are you? Where did you go? The sun is
out its
time to play, but your not here...I feel so strang. Somethings wrong, lifes gone amiss,
why?
I found you again one summer's day, why no word of where you went? Oh well you're here to
stay.
Playing basketball day and night, together again, as if you you never left, forever my
bestfriend.
High school starts and life begins, different friends, difficulty to make time for you.
But please don't
think you're no longer on my mind. Do you still think of me sometimes?
Drifting farther away from me, though you still live next door. Childhood friends are hard
to keep,as
you grow you change, and I'm afraid I've changed to much. My life's been rearranged.
I went away for a whole summer, and when I got back, the message on my answering machine
said
you were in the Hospital. Cancer, thats all....don't worry Lea he'll live for sure. It did
not assuage my
pain.
I was only allowed few visits, you refused for me to see your misformed body, I missed you
so much.
I no longer had someone to walk to school with, a permanent partner for basketball.
December came, I got a phone call at 10:30pm one night. My mom rushed me to the hospital.
I kept
begging her to tell me that miracles happen, that you would be okay. I refused to cry, if
I did I knew
I'd be showing no faith.
I saw you laying unconsious, and then it happened; I cried. I cried for hours on end. I
cried till we
left the hospital at 2am,I cried all the way home, and then I cried myself to sleep.
Next day I skipped school, I went to the hospital to visit you, you were still the same,
unconsious. I
talked to you and cried over you and held your hand all day, you never woke up.
That night, on December 8th, you died. I just want you to know that I still love you, I
miss you
tremendously, and always will. That day will stay clear in my memory forever and it hurts.
I still think you are the perfect boy. You always treated me with gentlemanly respect, and
never
talked down to me because I'm a girl. I could talk to you about anything and sometimes I
still do. I
know that somehow you're still here, all around me, I can feel it. |
