A Mysterious Friendship Beyond Compare

I never realize how much you, my friend,

Are hidden behind my humor, a blend

Of sarcasm and laughter, oh so wry,

Yet beneath it all, my feelings lie.

Remember that time, I said with a grin,

"I want to kick you to the moon!" Ah, the sin

Of my jest, for immediately I came near

To hug you, to show you I hold you dear.

But somehow, dear friend, you were scared,

Uncertain of my affection, you bared

Your vulnerability, while I stood strong,

Mysterious, unsure, where do I belong?

Yet when you do the same playful act to me,

You're fine, unaffected, it's plain to see

That you understand the dynamics of our jest,

While I, in confusion, try to digest.

I am a funny person, that is true,

But you, my dear friend, oh, you're something new.

You possess a charm, a magnetism unique,

That draws people in, renders them weak.

I must say it, without any doubt,

I love this enigma, this mystery, no clout

Or influence can compare with the delight

Of unraveling you, every day and every night.

You've been through so much, I can only admire,

The strength in your soul, the unquenchable fire.

You've done so many things, overcome countless strife,

And I, in awe, can only hope to emulate your life.

I don't know why, but you make me smile,

Even when life's challenges seem to pile.

I cherish those moments, however brief,

For in your presence, I find solace and relief.

Though you may occasionally ignore me,

In favor of others, it's plain to see

That our friendship is strong, built to withstand,

Time and distance, united hand in hand.

And as for those jokes, our dark sense of humor,

Where we find laughter, amidst the gloom or rumor,

I cherish those moments, those connections profound,

For in laughter, true joy and healing are found.

But there's one thing, my friend, I must implore,

Please refrain from discussing my zodiac lore.

There's nothing wrong with being a Leo, it's true,

But let's focus on our friendship, me and you.

I believe the world is full of endless possibility,

A tapestry of dreams waiting for our ability,

To explore, to create, to shape our own destiny,

Even if one day it includes the thought of you and me.

So, here's to us, my dear friend, so funny and rare,

May our bond grow deeper, stand unwaveringly there.

In this poem, my heart I lay bare,

For you, my trusted confidant, my friend beyond compare.