I miss it,
I miss it all,
I'd give anything,
And everything,
To get it all back.
Those days an year ago,
To my friends I want to go,
Hug them tight and never leave,
Talk to them for hours and sleep.
Just those days when we were together,
Worrying less about anything whatsoever.
I want it all back to the way it was,
Present made me realise the loss,
Times when we were all silly,
Recall memories randomly,
Life was only better then,
Golden old days spent,
I want them all,
Whom to call?
What to do?
God I ask.