I really miss you
I mean your body
And i think your soul too

What is a soul exactly
I often wonder and think i may know
But i dont
I have far yet to grow

Is it a place, much like here
Where i leave a bit of me
Every so often
So that something stay behind
If i were to ever die

Or a more catholic approach
On saying its all that i am
And i must be what i am
And hope to be what i am
Again
In a better place