January: You were the first person who got me.

And I don’t just mean got me, you knew who I was.

A Joke in which some would miss, you’d retort.

To which I’d give you my humble applause.

February: You gave me something new. 

Something I never knew I'd need. 

A new friendship, we don’t all find that. 

And yet I knew it was going to fleed.

March: You showed me boba.

It's milk tea, but with tapioca balls.

It’s not needed, but it’s appreciated.

Good enough to make me fall.

April: You offered me your umbrella.

But who would I be to take it while it rained.

Besides, I enjoyed the rain as we talked.

Talking reminds me of everything I’ve gained.

May: You came to me.

The year was almost over, soon we’d be off.

You talked about everything we’d do this summer. 

You said we needed a good send off. 

June: You weren’t around as much.

Without a reason to see you everyday. 

We drifted, I sat wondering of excuses. 

But all I could do was sit and pray. 

July: You asked if we could meet up 

I was quick to respond, without question.

But I was wondering why it was out of the blue.

I wonder what we’d do in this session. 

August: You explained yourself.

How could I believe..

I didn’t notice anything, 

How could this be? 

September: You hid everything

I can’t imagine it. 

The pain you felt. 

You’ve become so unfit. 

October: You were weaker. 

Unable to walk now. 

Carried everywhere you went. 

I couldn’t understand how. 

November: You were fighting 

Weak as you were. 

You wouldn’t give up. 

It's all a blur. 

December: You were losing. 

You pulled me close. 

To whisper to me.

You began to doze. 

January: I miss you.