someone i used to be close to just passed on.
disbelief became anxiety, anxiety to find out the truth
and confirmation only brought about sadness, and a bigger wave of regret and contemplation.
'What happened to you, dear Mel?', were the first thoughts on my mind.
never once would i have even come to think that you would do such a thing.
never once did i spot the sadness you held in your eyes, with the little opportunities i had
and my next thought sent my mind into a whirl, 'What COULD have happened?'.
so then i went on, searching, in hopes, though the slimmest, for any trace of what we used to have.
and what i found only intensified the regret i felt within me.
thinking back, i couldn't help feeling that somehow, i could have made a difference.
a difference in existence. a difference in the life of not only one person, but possibly to hundreds.
im not saying that i should have, because im perfectly delighted with where i am now.
but the thought that i could just didn't leave my mind.
so, to Mel, wherever you are now, im sure you're fine. it's sad things had to end this way, hell, it's sad we had to end the way we did. but whatever it is, im sure that whatever you've gone through, you've left it for a better place, and for that im glad. i will always remember your sweet smile, the poems we used to share, the times we spent together. i know it's a little late to say this (and we only ever say this when something's gone) my only regret was not putting in effort into making the friendship we had last.
B, as how the brightest star, you shine
R, is my little request to always have your time
Entertainment. That's what you are but I know there's so much more
N, is our nonsensical conversations, it gets better than before
D, is all the days with you I still want to spend
O, is for outshining & that's exactly where you stand, friend
N, is how i'm never going to say goodbye
R.I.P, Mel.
