He was here,
Yes he was.
His posture,I vividly recall,
How he walked, how he sat.
I've always wanted to talk,
And now he's gone.

He was here,
Yes he was.
His aura, I still recall.
How he smilled, how he talked.
I always wanted to be friends,
But now he's gone.

He was here,
But now he's not.
Always wanted to be him ,if not with him.
Can I say hello sometimes.
Hope that privilege is not gone.

He is not here, but I still smell him