sonnet 07

Who knew that being mentioned on a show
Could snowball into something truly new?
And so, my friend, I think that you should know
I pencil down these lowly words for you.

I rue the time that I have left you out.
I still mew when I get to read your name.
I'm caked with memories that make me shout.
But sadly, it will never be the same.

My laptop glows before me in the night.
I hope that as I write this, it won't bomb.
I wish I could be showered with your light.
You handled hype around you with aplomb.

In '12 and '13, you had stole my heart,
So prithee, why'd I let us drift apart?