Dear friend,
I hope you can hear me
I know you can hear me from the other side of silence?
The silence as I sit upon this empty seat of memory
With memory I hold the fragments of your kindness,
like echoes in a hollow room.
Each tick tock of the clock is a reminder
A reminder of the extra miles role you played
You cheered my name to prosperity
You took my business like it was your own
And lifted my dreams
As if they were wings to your soul.
But here I am,
I’m left alone with our last conversation,
A text that haunts these hands
frozen in time,
a relic of words I replay
like a broken record in the night.
It getting to the second-year
If only sleep could bring you to my dreams,
But each night is a silent void,
no glimpse of you
Nor a you name to dial on the phone.
Two years ago today,
you staked your name for mine,
stood tall when shadows crept in.
Amidst a sea of fleeting faces,
While others fluttered away
They fly away like butterflies seeking nectar
then disappearing with the wind.
You taught me God’s kindness,
you were everything friendship was meant to be
A brother I never deserved,
A gift taken too soon.
How I wish they’d let you stay,
How I wish they let us plant those dreams
And watch them grow
But they clipped your wings
Before you could fly.
Now, I am surrounded by fair-weather friends
Friends who only linger in sunlight,
But you, you stayed through every storm,
You brought friendship
When the world turned cold.
Sleep well, brother,
Rest where the sun meets the sea,
My forever friend, my forever loss.
Your memory is a scar
I wear like a badge of love.
Journey well, Sunny,
May your light never dim
Wherever you are.
From,
Edison
