Love yourself; self obsessed

I've never been so

delusional

without a single care.

Sometimes we'd fight and

argue, but life always

seemed to work out to be fair.

We whispered for hours on

end there was never anything

that we wouldn't share.

Every time you let loose; a

piece of my heart

would tear,

You're eccentric ways usually

were accompanied by a

magnificent flair.

This time they occurred

simultaneously in an unexpected pair,

If it had happened to anyone

else it would have

just been a ware.

But you were ever so delicate

and always had to swear,

that a smile on your face you

would dutifully wear.

It pains me to reflect on the

discomfort you'd have to bear,

Fate had already allocated a

slot for you in its lair.

Take my hand and we can both

approach the chair;

that will welcome us

both to be there.

And so this one mum is my

last prayer. I can't wait to

see you.

There.