Gonna miss you, pal.

if words could describe how i feel,

i'd find one that fits the bill.

the word would describe how i feel right now,

without your spunkiness and your playful miow.

Its not easy writing with tears,

especially since what happened confirmed all my fears.

But write shall I, none other for you, my friend,

Because you left goodbye-less, you left with no happy end.

But life goes on you see, however painful it may be,

for look at me, I look happy.

But dont be fooled by the smile curling up my face,

for a part of me still died, a part of me erased.

when you see Allah tell him i tried,

to make your life happy, and divine,

and though you are not beside me,

you are still here, Pablo,

In this heart of mine.

Pablo Patchfoot Haron, 2005-2010.