Intimacy Lost

You are one of the most intimate kinsmen that I’ve ever had.
For the past four years, you’ve known the things about me,
My secrets, my lies, my faults, my triumphs, my joys, and my fears.
You know me almost inside and out; like the back of your hand.
I’ve never been as honest as honest as I have been with you.
When I was weak, you were strong.
When I stumbled, you led the way.
When I was blind, you saw.
When I was silent, you spoke.
When I needed advice, you were there.
When I needed a shoulder to cry on, you were there.
When I needed someone to cheer me up, you were there.
When I needed a brother the most, you were there.
You’ve always been able to bring
a smile to my face and make me laugh.
Through thick and thin, you’ve always been there for me.
Whenever I’m with you, I have a good time.
It seems that you always understand my feelings
and identify with thoughts.
When I first met you, I never actually thought we’d be friends for life.
But now, something has happened.
I still I don’t understand it, really.
All I know is that you’re slowly slipping away.
And maybe soon, you’ll be gone.
And there’s nothing I can do about it.
Except to hope and to pray that
You’ll somehow remember me…
The one you use to call Babz.
Don’t leave me here.
In this world full of hatred.
I fear so much and confront so little.
I need you and your strength,
to be with me always.
don’t leave me here…

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