Our Time
The Nature of my friend's personality is-
Profound, specific to the limiter that an
average world has placed upon him
The cold wooden floor of his house clashed heavily with
vibrant colors, emanating from his television screen, a constant theme
ringing constantly, contrasting with his own kind of person.
He consistently lay motionless on his couch, occasionally
mashing the buttons on his controller, linking to one of the many pleasantries of his
life, and the all important lifeline that crucially held us together.
Our virtual world has love to a lifetime of experiences.
We partake together, countless timelines living in pure harmony.
Between the two of us, courageously we fight the battles we could only dream of.
His contagious drive for victory has led us into many,
trials and tribulations; blood spilt on
many, copious, journeys. Kindly inviting themselves in.
My dear companion is a warrior of light,
born into a corrupted world that confines his cornucopia
of gifts. None matching his caliber of skill.
The house that has held our imaginations captive for years,
had given light to a bond that can’t be cut through so seamlessly,
Instead, it gave fruit to a kingdom of countless characters
and life to a genius of a man.