I have judged you before out of your looks
You looked like a weird guy
Clenched jaw, wiry hair and a thin frame
A weird way of joking, an unusual sense of humor
The fact that you are close to girls are something I cannot understand
But now it seems that you are the person I am most comfortable with
I cannot say that what I feel is love
But I just really like having you around,
being beside you just talking.
The way you always taunted me
and I'd glare at you, smiling.
How I loved your cooking, without even trying to be polite!
The way you wanted to throw a bike
at the creepy old man smiling at me
Those guitar skills that nobody can match
The kindness, the poetry, the kookiness
the warmth, the beauty and the touch.
You always brought me home
At that cold path that I thought I will miss when you're gone.
I am overjoyed that you are not.
yet
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