To all my homies afar,
Just like the sun and seasons,
Then we and the splendid memories;
I sometimes smile,
I sometimes freeze,
As I open this mega book,
Of stories and jokes we had,
Then cups we toasted up together.

Don't be dismayed by silence,
It's just time outsmarting my efforts and desire,
I may not call,
But you're always in my mind,
I may not text,
Chill out! you mean more than that.
© Keivo