The hoodie peeked through the closet fold-
The one that changed his life.
Wanting to relive our innocence,
I pulled the box of notes and photos
And found his last letter.
His stress shown through this time
And the absence of love proved true.
He told me of his loneliness, but I never believed
Just how much he needed me-
All he wanted was my ear
But I was too busy “fitting in”.
He begged for my attention
But I’d rather steal clothes with cool kids.
He desired a friend.
I was too busy conquering the world.
If I had been his friend like he was for me,
I’d still have a laugh to share.
I should have stayed with him
Instead of taking the hoodie I had not earned.
I’d have more.
His classroom chair wouldn’t be empty
And I wouldn’t have that worthless hoodie.