Chuck
Dear Chuck,
I'll never forget you,
with your curly dark hair,
and eyes that used to shine so bright.
I'll never forget that way that you cheered me up
when I was down
or the way that you set me straight
when I was acting like a shank.
I"ll never forget
the way you accepted me from the start
and you made me a part of the Glade:
you gave me a new life.
I'll never forget
that you were my first friend
(that I can remember)
and that you were always there for me.
I'll never forget
how you taught me Glader terms,
and had just learned to be comfortable using them.
I"ll never forget
the fearless way you charged into battle,
or the way you fought til the end,
or the way you grieved for those who had died.
I'll never forget
the expression on your face
when you sacrificed yourself
and took that knife for me.
I'll never forget
the promise I made
that I would get you home, and
I'll never forget
that I broke that promise.
WICKED can take a lot of things away from me,
but they can't ever take my memories of you away again, because
I'll never forget you.
I hope that you'll never forget me either,
even though you were killed because of me.
But I still know that
I'll never forget you, Chuck.
Your friend,
~Thomas
