My friend Honza
was the best.
Grey eyes, brown hair and very strong.
We did everything together.
We played, went around and had adventures.
We were like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle and knew each other’s minds.
If one needed help, the other was there right away.

Today he is 1,100 kilometres away.
He misses me, I miss him.
I used to ring the doorbell.
Today I only write to him via Messenger.