Bigdipper

Do you think of me
I think of you a lot
Before I go to bed
I think of you smiling 
The way you always did
Everytime we held hands 
Everytime our eyes touched 
Everytime we laughed at a joke together
Your smile would shine so bright
I would build dreams about you
Just to pretend you were still here
In my dreams I was home again 
Not home like a house
But in an empty wasteland
With only you by my side
You and your smile 
I would be fine dying right then and there
Because when they would find my body
I too would be smiling 
And they would know its because I was with you
One last time..