Its been a while since we last met
We were good friends until life took over.
We were so thick, oh how I miss those times!
A passing incident, a heartbreak or a mere insect bite would make me pour my heart out.
My confidante, my therapist, in many ways my shadow.
I miss you but now, I almost never pause to notice a cast behind me
Caught up in life, and counting hours between sunrise and sunset,
I miss how I could spend hours at length, trying my creativity with you incessantly.
Alas, responsibilities behold, the various roles I play in this one life are now centre stage
And you dear friend, have gathered dust.
Dear writing pleasures, know that you are still my passion.
I promise to rekindle our love, bring back those days.
After all – the chores of daily life, the deadlines by the desk, the preparation to perfection,
They’re all here to stay now.
I promise to put pen to paper more often.
I promise I’ll be a better friend.