Don’t Go (or ‘Guilt Trip’)

I miss you already,

though you have not yet left,

I feel quite unsteady,

somehow bereft,

I know you will be

but a call away,

and we will write from

time to time,

but I would prefer you

to stay my friend,

I love you, brother mine.

 

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