I was walking rolling down the street./
I happen to meet./
An egg that can speak./
So imagine how surprised was I./
When I heard the egg said hi./
Awkwardly, I said, how do you do./
The little birdie , responded nothing just chilling in my room./
Immediately I started to laugh./
He said, are you laughing at me?./
I’m like yes./
And replied, I know my room is little, but I keep it clean inside./
I’m like OK what’s your name?
He said my name is mushroom./
I started to laugh again./
He’s like you see that’s why I don’t have friends./
I’m really sorry I wasn’t making fun of you./
Well, maybe just a little bit./
I don’t know maybe it’s because./
You live in the egg, that you call a room, and your name just happens to be mushroom./
I don’t know, but that sounded hilarious to me./
He began to laugh too./
I said you see it’s funny./
MUCH-ROOM./
He’s like you got jokes./
I’m like who me?./
All of the time lol./
I was even more surprised when he ask for my number./
I started cracking up again./
You have a cell phone?./
I tried to hold it in, but I just burst out laughing again./
I was just wondering how you got the phone in./
Lol. Lol. Lol./–
He was like give me your number./
I’m gonna call you right now.
Make sure you save it./
So I did, and we became the closest friends./
We would FaceTime and laugh all the time morning and night./
He was so cool./
I couldn’t imagine why he want to stay up in his room./
He explained that he was comfortable there./
how he prefers being alone./
And that he really don’t trust people because they all did him wrong./
I still didn’t understand, but I just went with it./
I think we spoke for months./
So I said mushroom, won’t you come chill in my room./
He said, let me check my calendar./
I just burst out and laugh./
He sat down on his chair right in front of his desk and pulled out a Calendar full of red ❌’s./
He was hmm let me see…/
OK I will book you an appointment how’s the end of the week?./
Lol./I said that would be fine…./
And he came through a couple of times./
He suffered from depression, anxiety./
And me alcohol induced loss of memory./
Lol./ anyway, I finally got him to come out his room./
I still didn’t understand how fragile was he./–
Once he came out, I’m like yo, let’s party./–
He went out of his comfort zone to make me happy./
I didn’t realize at the time he wasn’t ready to fly./
The birdie fell down./
He was broken, but didn’t make a sound./
He just disappeared. He was nowhere to be found./
And there was nothing I could do, but realize that I lost my best friend./
I lost my mushroom. –/ 🍄 - 💔💔 - 😭
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