Open Letter Friends to the end,
Even if our hearts drift apart.
In the dark,
You're the spark that lights my brightest ideas...
In a field of dreams
I dream of you,
Miss boom
Remove your cool.
And allow my words to smooth
Out our rough edges
Tetris, together we rearrange our perceptions
To find the perfect way to fit together.
Yet with each block misplaced
We leave space
The things said and unsaid
That can't be erased.
Friends to the end,
Even if our hearts drift apart.
In the dark
You're the spark that lights my brightest ideas...
Inspiration defines you.
At your best,
You inspire all the passions for a man to do better
Miss go-getter,
While I don't always agree with your mode of transportation
I admire your perspiration to reach your destination. |