As I rake my brain, to weave words,
A phrase to elucidate us, our friendship,
And pick carefully, the ones best known,
From dawn of a memory, till my death.
A year and a half, with you by my side,
Was a visit in hell, with an angel,
Fell like a drop of acid, in honey,
A bizarre blast of twisted emotions,
We were, to some, lovers of attraction,
While to some, we were rivals of love,
Amusingly, its only you and me who verily know,
The shallows or abyss of our fights & accords.
Like a contagious smile you majestically adorn,
As Your presence itself brightens my turbid nights,
And though I never did really understand,
Why despite being at my worst,
Your persistence to stay, never altered,
Despite our edges, rifts or contrasts,
You held me through darkness, insanity,
Hand in hand, you walked me out of it.

Fusion of madness, sadness, poison, love,
That's how liberating being friends with you is,
There's no space for accusations,
Just an arranged disorder, always,
Though you're meters away today, in skin
Your memories are as close to me,
As heart and soul, as sea and seashore,
Never been together, yet, always seen together.
A painting of words, forming a story,
Beginning with a past, living our present,
And omitting our future...
~Dreamer
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