You are my dearest friend, my wish that grew up in life’s womb. I was blessed the day I had you. I admired you, but you weren’t the chosen.
You led me to perfection and I knew you weren’t perfect, neither was I buddy.
You carried my secret, and you knew it would be my heavy cross. Together we walked on the way, you helped me through darkness, and I trusted you.
Time scattered us, the wind blew our seeds away. In a new horizon I’ve settled down.
You stayed there, a part of my past, a load that I carried to my present. I left my nest on that cedar tree the time when earth stopped moving. A still picture I could say, a world where people stopped moving, stopped growing old, but still there as I left them.
You are there and I can feel your power, let me tell you how much I miss you. Even if you might have shaved away my secret, I will never destroy my memory of you, not even your temple. I still love you and I will forever admire you my friend, my dearest friend.