Friend, you are the better version of him

You are all the things I wish he would have been

He, who I had no so many hopes, dreams for,

Promises, he never kept

All that I had in mind for me and him in the future

now in a long but unforgotten past.

 

Friend, you are the present day version of him

but I will never tell you

how you embody all those hopes, dreams

Promises, you fulfil all those

so effortlessly without you even knowing that you are.

 

Friend, you are the kinder version of him

And though I will never tell you so, directly to your face

I think you know

But you must save telling me that until at least another lifetime

Although, I wish, deep down, you would scream it in my face.