I'm alone but don't feel so
A million flakes caught on my sleeve,
Snow plenty under my sneakers like
Powder,
Cold, from the Stars!
A million nights getting drunk off of
sight that seems omnipresent.
(By the way)
I miss our talks as much as I
Miss our moments when not a word
Is said.
Guitar riffs and bass drops,  
simple and sweet;
I long for the twilight hours we used to meet.
Drawn to your humor, all smiles galore;
I sit back, silent, dreaming for more.
Where did you go friend for life?
you seem distant like a long sleep.
I miss you like Halloween;
Like New Years in the wake of a dream.
Ghostly visions of haunts I used to frequent,
With you.