poetry for my friend

i remember the days when we were talking about practically anything

our days would revolve around colorful things, in a jaded life meshed with colorful memories

i remember you and i don't want to let it go

your art was so carefree and soft, just like yourself

so please don't die in my mind and in my heart

i hope wherever you are, you are free to spread your wings

and i am sorry if i am an anchor in any regard

so thank you

for being there for me.

<3