What he didn’t realise was the little stick in between his lips would kill him slowly,She tried her best,
But failed each time.
Giving up, she finally stopped telling him,
Hoping that someday he’d realise it by himself.
The wait, led to nothing but disappointment.
When one morning she got a call from his mother,
The one thing she was scared for had visited him,
It was this illness at his doorstep and it wouldn’t budge a feet.
Not just his but her world shattered too.
How could she hand over her best friend to cancer?
Ardent thoughts 