Shrapnel : My Friend's Death

That night, I wished him a happy birthday

And apologized for not having the chance to visit

Two hours later he replied to say thanks

Telling me it’s okay

That I should focus on work so I could get married

​I replied, "Get well soon"

Wishing for his quick return

So we could smoke in front of my house again

And lie on the rooftop once we got bored

​We used to ride bicycles together

Seeking out steep climbs and descents to conquer

As we grew, we moved on to dirt bikes

I bought mine just two months after he got his

​Love was always painful for us

I was the one who always got cheated on

And he was the one who struggled with ego

But we both shared the same thing

Huge love for Christian and Catholic girls

​We would laugh so hard after a deep talk

After sharing tears over our problems

He knew I loved whiskey more than anything

And how I hated seeing my friends smoke weird brands

​Early this morning, I helped set up the tent

My lungs choking and my vision blurred

I saw things I shouldn't have had to see

In a fake reality I didn't want to inhabit

​At 4 PM, after the prayers, I buried him

Alongside his family and our friends

Saying a real goodbye for the last time

Knowing you no longer suffer is my only relief

​Later, I saw my students and talked to them as usual

We discussed a movie, horror and unrated movies

While I forced myself not to cry or show my grief

Realizing he just made a horror and weird moment

Knowing that he's gone forever