I wrote you a note at 5 am, you read it, with no reply. Before you left you asked for a picture of the two of us. I made a joke and we laughed through the pictures. But all that I could think about was how it felt to have your arm around me. It was holding me, as I held you. I wish I could go back to that moment, but it's gone.
When we said our goodbyes, it hurt so much. I wanted to tell you so many things, but time was running out. I hugged you so many times, you thought it was strange.
As soon as you walked away, my heart felt empty; I missed your presence already. We touched hands as you drove away in that big green van. I ran after you, as did other friends. But you were gone.
I can still see your eyes gazing into mine, and your oh so sweet smile; but you're gone. Nowhere to be seen.