Black balloons carried you away.
I can not go, can not see, can not feel,
can not know.
        
I watched you fade; distant, drifting, further and further until out of sight.  
I can not see.
      
Oh to bring you back, to hold you, to feel your strong hands behind my back just one more time.  
      
But they carried you away, drifting, dark and distant and you are gone.

I watched you fade; distant, drifting, out of sight.   What was of you was lost in the distance.     Far, so far, oh so far!   I can’t see you.    I can’t hear you.    You can’t see me.   You can’t hear me.  
      
If I could bring you back, hold you, feel your strong arms and hands wrapped around  my back, and feel your generous loving heart.   The heart that you shielded away, lest it be seen as weak.

But black balloons carried you away, drifting, dark and distant, you are gone.      I can not touch you.   I can not see you.    I can not hold you.

I hold your absent presence.