Although you were younger and smaller, it was me who looked up
I still do, with an endless love and respect
When I had nothing to fill, you gave me the cup
Believed in me, despite marks, I’ve overstepped
Gave me chances, made me know I could cope
Stuck by me, had my back, and gave me hope
You taught me survival, and the importance of trust
How, without it, friendship would turn into dust
Then you outgrew me, in size but not as friends
That was a done deal, connected till the end
You chose a path, that I didn’t want to follow
If I’d stopped you, would l feel this sorrow?
Everyday, we spent together, was an adventure
From making dens, hustling for money, getting into trouble
Escorted home, by police, to another lengthy lecture
Known by all, as Woz and Nick, the crazy couple
Banned from seeing one another, who led who astray?
We just sneaked out to meet, there was always a way
Even when you were moved, to the school for naughty kids
We wrote to each other, and waited for end of term times
I’d wait opposite your house, our secret whistle from my lips
You changed, you understood your path, would be different to mine
Told me I was better, a criminal life was not for me to take
Insisted, I didn’t come, when you went off on the make
You were in and out of prison, but our closeness never changed
If anything it got stronger, we relied on what we’d built
Any girl who tried to come between us, ended up estranged
We put each other first, and for that we felt no guilt
When you had daughters, I went to the hospital at your side
I remember your face, just beaming and sparking with pride
You taught me about respect, to receive it, you have to give
I learnt to stand up for myself, and if right, have no fear of loss
I have taught my son the same, it’s a decent way to live
Although you were a villain, it’s a path you never let me cross
It’s almost as if, you lived some of your life through me
And I through you, and that’s the way it was meant to be
When you gave up crime, and started giving back, you were at your best
A family man, always busy, helping others, but with you no one would mess
Always, with a naughty side, you had to battle with your demons
Trying to work out, life and all of its unpredictable meanings
When your partner left, and took your life and kids
Drugs were a perfect out, a new chapter on the skids
You always knew you’d die young, you said it’s written in the stars
And that it would be before you were 40, and maybe not that far
I’m sorry I was not around then, but I doubt you would have heard
It’s as if you’d given up, and living now was just so absurd
I understand your need, to make all your pain go away
I feel it, when I think about you every single day
You always said, that I should respect other people’s decisions
That human beings, are all the same, despite opposing opinions
There are not enough words, to describe to you how I feel
About my best friend, my life, a Beautiful Being, So Amazing, So Real
If I could be one tenth, of the person and the soul you still are
I’d be happy to know, that I was on the path, and that I’d got that far.
About the Creator
Warwick Holding
I’ve always been a storyteller, I’d love to say I was a writer, but I can’t. If people were even reading this on the toilet. I’d be humbled.
I write short, but true stuff, I try to mix honesty with humour, because it’s the only way I know
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