To The Ends

I don’t give you half the credit
For putting up with me
I don’t remember when you walked in
But you’ve stayed

You have a way of popping up
When I least expect it
I know I wouldn’t be who I am
If you didn’t have a hand in it

I’m not the best of mates
You’d probably list me: acquaintances
But the fact that we’re in touch
Should prove to you my affections

As we struggle to share this space
It’s natural to drift apart
Know that your memory won’t fade
Your presence irreplaceable

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