I cherish the time when I first met you,
You seemed benign, amiable and sweet.
I cherish the time we became friends,
You were one of the best I ever would meet.
I cherish the long gone days,
When we laughed till we cried,
Gossiped till we were tired.
I cherish the time when we first fought,
We were but an idiot lot.
I cherish that we were not just comrades,
We were closer than sisters ever will be.
I cherish you, dear friend-turned-nothing,
I cherish the memories that you've left behind,
What I don't cherish is the melancholy that you left with it.
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