Like vapour rising from the ocean
Or ashes from the dead
With your nimble finger
You raised my bowed head
 
To clumsy crippled soul
You gifted wings of love and trust
Of respect, honesty, and joy
Brushing off spiteful dust
 
3 am conversations
Of celebrity crushes and the lonely life
If only James Franco
would take you as the mistress and me as the wife
 
After school special
with "Stacy and the gang"
We danced to Jeremiah
While Soum sang  
 
Oh I still remember the time she asked for a ruler
and you laughed till you cried
"It's funny cuz...cuz...i don't have one"
You sputtered as we nearly died
 
And how can I forget our  "deep conversations"
In the back of the library, not coming forth
We muffled puckish snickers with our hands
And were threatened to be kicked out by Mrs. North
 
It wasn't always easy for me
There was a time I had no one around
To make me smile
Or keep my feet on the ground
 
As  child bullies reigned the halls
They taunted, flaunted, and called names
And whispered biting remarks
I was the target of their bestial games
 
One night I wept tender heart to bed
and whispered secret wishes into the night
I thought they got lost in abyss of time
Never making the way to fulfilments light
 
After years my desire finally came true
My unsteady ship had found it's shore
And I thanked the lord with every breath
Because best friend, you are what I wished for