Aesthetic Irony and Deadly Sakuras:Black Friendship Bracelets

"Black Friendship Bracelets"
Written by: (an anonymous old friend)

Friends are timeless..
Like a day that will never be forgotten..
Laughter is the key to these creatures and sarcasm is their muse...
they smile upon you..
Even if you believe they've forgotten you..
They haven't..
They miss and cherish your existence....
"oh, how long it has been" I typed cheerfully just remembering her...
Her long black hair and height of a stump...
My best companion.
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When these words were spoken I was complete:
"I miss you as well"
I jittered and simply asked about her studies..
I was relieved to find that she also might dislike her setting...
"Ehh".. she replied nonchalantly..
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She returned the question.
This was my moment to finally release my pain..
Limited by the words of my game console and my time..
"Terrible" I replied sharply.
Why is that?
Her concern is nearing..
I understand that I've left a group of reliable beings.
To be adorned by my interests and dreams..

NO GOOD FRIENDS

My gaming console was done and had fulfilled it's destination..
It's lights blinking rapidly..

At least, I've gotten a chance to speak with her.. Hopefully again, in the midst
of the glittering summer.....

So, now I sit agony.. Awaiting her reply.. Wishing I was more careful...

Careful of my limited battery.

Careful of my feelings

Careful of my setting choices..

how I wish I never left.. I would be accompanied by you..

My best companion... How I miss you dearly..

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One question dares to enter my mind as I sit in front of technology itself..

Are there any bad friends upon me?

What about he? They ask challenging my loyalty.

He is not relevant

He is not truly a companion..

He, himself is a confusing being who pretends to be there. Yet his existence is
only bitter..

It's only beleaguering.. He speaks..

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My patience is lost with friendship and almost life itself.. Darling..
♠ ♠ ♠
This a poetic version of a true story. I'll probably start writing a full book with poems based on true stories and entitle it "Aesthetic Irony and Deadly Sakuras". :3 it's sort of like a poetic memoir.