It began as a joke, a way to pass the time
Became a series of questions, two inquisitive minds.
Through notes, long shifts, and countless words exchanged…
The nature of all we knew was grossly rearranged.
And just like that, we had come full circle, only this time you were gone.
If I had only known the volatile core from which your star once shone.
A raging illness, expertly veiled in a boyish, boisterous hate.
The joker’s final trick, releasing the stranglehold, too late.
Reflecting on a short, but wonderful friendship. A life cut short, too soon.