I was young, too young to know better
I was in love but he had to go away
He was kind and smart, beautiful too
I liked the days we spent together
He was my best friend, the day he left he gave me a gift
I still have it It is the last thing I have of him
I miss him so much It makes me cry
His name is luke, I try to hold onto the memory of his face
I try to hold on to the way he made me feel, when all was right