Deeper Green

I forget about one, to remember another.

I pluck the strings of his bass,
He plays the chords to my heart.

Best friends for as long as forever, I long to be together.

A complicated past won't be a shadow between us,
I hardly want to part.

Hats soon to be tossed, those shedded tears.

I hug him close and he holds me tight,
It won't be our last.

He keeps me close, I pray to be more near.

When our last words are spoken we part,
I'll never forget our shared past.

Poem by crushesalot14

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