Stand By Me

Take the beans off the stove! A chuckle shared between friends.

After school we rode until our bodies ached and explored the same old places just to find something new.

Starlight giving birth to dreams, curiosity shared like food and wine.

The bond is tight, holding me together.

Constant jokes and prodding questions.

Jealousy of love feminine, and needy newcomers.

Fights born from silence.

The bond loosens, pushing me away.

A home shared, rooms close enough to hear - rooms close enough to cry.

People in need coming for help, their presence widens the divide.

Betrayal comes followed by the familiar ghost leaving my soul unanswered.

The bond broken, forever gone.

"Hey, haven't heard from you since we left, it's been about a week now. You coming by to help? It's the last day, and you forgot a few things in your room. Anyway, I'll see you when you get here."