I miss you/ but it gets easier/ I still want to call you/ then I remember that you aren’t here/ but somewhere else/ I can still hear your laugh and feel you behind me/ it doesn’t add up you should have been allowed to grow old/ I’m still a punk kid who looks for you/ when it’s my time I will be next to you in the universe again/ greeting an old friend who always felt brand new/
I was going to post this to twitter, but it was too long. This is for a friend of mine who is no longer here, but I post something in her memory every year on the anniversary of her passing.
