A multitude of ephemeral memories
A tapestry of utter perfection.
I had been put on a pedestal
Lingering idly chagrined by humanity

You took me down
Carefully tending to my wounds
No longer a lone soul
Your salvation took it's toll.

You meander to a different drummer
We are to meet in the sweet by and by
Soon, I shall seek your aid again.
The void among us has nearly diminished

I shall confess, I am not familiar with you.
But, my admiration does not run low
Separation will not live long
I shall meet you in the incarceration I call Home.


Notes:
-Another one of those birthday poem/story things. I swear if I weren't so deathly afraid of balloons, I'd get some >.<
-So this is for my boyfriend's friend. We were at a barbecue and it was all his friends so she kinda stood around me and stuff. We didn't really talk, but it was nice to have her half company :]

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