I've noticed that you seem distant recently.
Drifting further and further away each day.
I can feel you slipping through my fingers.
You go there often.
That place you go when your not here.
I can tell its different from here.
I  can tell that where ever it is you go you seem more at peace.
I hope you feel free.
I hope you can smile there without feeling fake.
I hope you know I looked for you when you first started to leave.
I wanted to bring you back to me.
I needed my friend you see.
But I think now it seems the place you go is the place you need to be.