I wrote this originally for school but then turned it to Matt and Mello.
Mello had always been your friend.
The only one to see you cry, the first to make you laugh at Wammys, the only one to welcome you as a friend.
He was the one who whispered 'its okay, i'm here' through the tear filled nights.
The one who knew what you feared,
what made you laugh,
and what made you hurt.
The one person that actually cared for you and you cared for him.
Like brothers, just closer.
And now that he's gone, you're breaking.
Disappearing in the early morning then not returning.
You blame yourself.
If you hadn't Nawawala your...
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