‘We’ll be best friends forever,’
She tells me with glee.
A smile on her face,
Her spirit wild and free.

Daisy chains in the park,
And playing hide and seek.
‘I see you behind that tree!’
She yells with a squeak.

‘We’ll still be best friends, right?’
She asks, looking down.
I nod, but on my face,
I can’t hide my frown.

Meeting between lessons,
and sleepovers on the weekends.
Unable to predict
Life’s twists and bends.

‘I’ll see you soon, my best friend,’
She says, a tear in her eye.
As she gets into her car,
And waves me good-bye.

I watch as she leaves,
For her new school.
And I begin to wonder,
When did life become so cruel?

‘Meet my best friend,’
She states with a smile.
My heart drops.
I want to run a mile.

Her new friend wears make up,
and straightens her long golden hair.
The comparison between us,
Really isn’t fair.

‘Remember when we were best friends?’
She reminisces sincerely.
I don’t have the courage to admit.
That I miss her dearly.

Occasional catch-ups over coffee,
Cards on birthdays.
But the way she looks at me now…
It’s a stranger’s gaze.

‘I miss having you as my best friend,’
She admits one day.
I don’t respond,
I look down with dismay.

Her kids hug her legs,
Playing an old game.
A game we might have played once,
When our friendship burned full-flame.

‘You were always my best friend,’
I sob at her bedside.
I mourn the life we could have had,
The life fate denied.

Lips turned up in a smile,
But sadness in her eyes,
‘You were always mine, too,’
She says to my surprise.

‘I miss my best friend,’
I tell the people gathered.
Trying to seem strong,
But I feel broken and battered.

Death took her too early.
Death took my best friend.
I must now go on without her.
On myself I must depend.