my friend

I knew fat, he was a friend
who  would never leave my side
I hated him though
and he never knew I felt so
 I ran, I jumped ,I starved,
I kicked and cried and begged him to go
oh no no no
he stuck to me through thick and thin
till I learnt to live and love him too
strangely then slowly and surely
he left my side and soon I heard
people comment  that I
was not so cute and happy without him.
irony of life ...
you never know whom your are going to miss.