Storm From a Friend

There's a box full of letters
disguised upon my highest shelf.
And as I reach for them
the memories come trampling over me.


As my eyes painstakingly read the promises
of how you'll always be there,
my shoulder to lean on, my confidant.
the pitter-patter of the rain begins to pound against my window.


The lightning strikes as the thunder roars across the sky
displaying all the unforgotten moments
everything we held so dear and tight,
shown across the dark blue screen.


And as the credits roll, a tribute is shown,
in honor of how you taught me to stand,
when everyone let me fall.
To the friendship we thought would last forever
and the ending I never wanted.