I take a breath to catch myself still can't believe it's true. All I have left are vivid memories of you. They say time heals all wounds but I don't think it's true. It's like ever since you left you took a part of me with you. If only I knew that you would fly away. I pray the heavenly father prepared a resting place for you. Above the sky soaring high among the clouds. You're now free to fly. The archangel will guide you. Your chariot awaits you. Lords of lords and kings of kings. I hope you said your prayers before you went on through. I guess it's true the good die young I will hold a candle for you. I will keep your memory alive this I promise you. I will keep your memory alive every word is true. I refuse to let you die in vain only to be a hashtag another what's the name. It's taking all of me to hide my pain. As I beat against the pavement how I wish I could see you again. You left a trail of broken hearts nothing will ever be the same. I will lift my head high praying for better days only the heavenly father can take away this pain. No man knows the day or the hour. I say no man knows the day or the hour. So, until we meet again this is fair well, my friend.
P. S. See when I see you