third test

I remember him from school
He was my oldest friend
The one who I remember the longest
Out of all the ones I know 

He was annoying even then
stubborn was a given
he didn’t lie so much
all his bad was a genie then

I still remember those naughty songs
The year five class on the first floor
He was the first to tell me about that princess
Who enjoyed his prince’s bone J 

Times went by as we danced in school
As he grew out of those female clothes
somehow I was trapped in those
lost as he was he didn’t even know

 I still remember that email
After he saw those bois on my comp
 It was just then that he knew
I never removed those female clothes

He was confused and lost as usual
But he told me what maters to him,
Was just “me” and my friendship
And not really what I wore 

With time that genie got his little rub
He started to change his ways
But I knew his soul so well
What mattered to me was that thoughtful soul 

God tried a few tricks to test us
his first was “designer solutions”
God! We nearly failed that test
But that Megan, she saved us from hell 

The second was the “first” woman from hell
“Kanch” he called her, with love,
Her silent ways did tease us as hell
But now I know she was the angel from hell 

Then came the “accident”
God sent his third test
I was far away, alone by then
Did I even realize this will kill me at the end? 

I still remember that speech
All that boasting about my oldest friend
How could I have been so stupid
And not know It was the start to an end? 

I knew accidents could kill,
But kill someone far away from it?
The wounds of that night
Has made me weak today as I write 

God I lost it
We lost your third test
That old friend I knew from school
Is now with the “second” woman from hell 

My pride keeps me weak
The anger, it makes me weep
I have lost my oldest friend
My friend I miss you deep