A response to Paul's elegy poem

Reading Paul's elegy poem, It made me think of my own relationship with Adam as well as my perspective of that day. Any comments are appreciated. Thank you.

Adam

You handed me a white rose,

Your tanned hand decorated in Sponge Bob Band-Aids

A pride in your green eyes when I noticed no blemishes

You introduced me to your mother

And we shared a root beer float.

When you saw me again,

You held my hair back,

As I threw up

Embarrassment was met with a hug

That murmured

“I’ll never let you go.”

You were the only visitor

Who admired the beauty

Of my slanted, off kilter home of blue bottle memories.

Who crawled inside the entrance

 An optimistic gaze missing

The potato chip texture of chapped lips,

The glint of fat lenses

Magnifying the two brown orifices of sadness,

You made me see the beauty of looking through the royal blue lens

Our hands almost touching.

You were a hummingbird that the teachers ushered out of the public classroom

But I could still

Hear the buzz of your name

Catch A glimpse of you in a garden of talking daffodils

Spring was ending,

My arms craved to give you a hug that murmured,

“I’ll never let you go…”

But you were already gone.

Blue bottle fantasies smashed against my skull:

Agin’ and  lovin’ and growin’ together

Fightin’ and compromisin’ and livin’ together.

Now just a cruel joke,

A glittering mess,

Glinting mischievously, like your eyes used to…

My anger boiled on the scorching griddle black top

My classmates, Hypocrites, 

Only appreciating your Portland Vibe For a moment,

Before discussing more important matters of mani-pedis and pool parties.

Only one of your true friends spoke that day...

The other two chose to let their grief simmer in silence.