this conversation is one-sided
but that's not my choice
i'd trade ever inch of your silence
to hear the sound of your voice
you're a shrine without a saint
and i'd burn all of my beliefs
if it would have killed the cancer
that made you have to leave
i'm sorry all i said was
"please, don't leave"
i know it's not your fault
that's just how much you meant to me
so now i live without your guidance
i stumble in the dark
your body might've left
but your soul has left a mark
that i'll carry in me forever
until we meet again
that day can't come soon enough
you are my one, my only, my best friend.