Compare each line to mine to see if I measure up to you

In my mind I visit the beach you wrote about and look at the waves crash near my feet

I reread each sentence and gaze at the space in between hoping the emptiness will speak

You were the other side of my inner writer who I never knew was missing

I know a reply isn’t coming to my last message but foolishly I’m still waiting

Hoping that perhaps a rift in time will allow you to tell me you’re ok

When I lost you, you took away everything beautiful a poet could say

Now I’m merely tracing words written by a shell of emotions I can’t feel

Writing along the edges of acceptance and each line ends with “It this real?”

The tears that fell when I heard you jumped still stain my heart

The friendship I lost, took my happiness and ripped it apart

I taped it together with the Band-Aids depression gave me

Guess what, even he was crying, seems without you even he feels lonely

The similarities we had put us on the same road of life

I had to put my pen to the side and use a pencil to talk to life

Because certainty of survival or maintaining was lost

Hope got dragged into the dark, screaming and kicking but it was for naught

I want to practice every religion known to man and do every rite I have to go through

Just so I can ask every God out there to have another moment with you

I don’t miss you because I love you

I miss you because I needed you

I keep your words in a safe place time can’t touch

I’ve lived long enough to say that finding a friend like you is tough

And now that you’re gone I’m left with shadows that dance around me

The one star I had in my darkness was taken, my horizon is empty

Why did you jump?

Why weren’t my words there to protect you?

I have failed you as a writer, I have failed you as a friend

It’s unfair that I wasn’t there for you

It’s unfair that your mind told you that jumping was something to do

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I miss you

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