I don't know how we met,
But, bro just spawned in my life.
We didn't start like others,
But I guess that's part of life.
We hated the same guy,
Bunked the same class,
Had a crush on the same girl,
Even shared the same glass.
We don't talk that much
And rarely meet these days,
But even then, our spark remains
In a thousand simple ways.
I know what he wants,
He knows what I think.
It's like two different hearts
That knows, when to blink.
I won't share this poem,
Not with him—it's too cringe.
Lol, so that's my childhood friend,
A bond that lingers till the very end.