I feel a presence besides me I want to believe it is you I want you to hold me one more time Tell me everything will be fine Reassure me that you never left But you have And now My life is more lonely I find it hard to see the light Because since you left it's been darkness I want the phone to ring again I want to hear your amazing stories But the phone will never ring I'll never hear another story Your name is the only thing I have left of you
A poem about my Nan named Fay, my middle name is Fay, after her.