hard day, hard month.
mind troubled by emptiness
still cant believe you're gone
as time passes on, the harder it seems to move on
to deal with the sorrow
to deal with the fact that I wont see you tomorrow
to deal with the heartbreak
to deal with the fact that im remembering all the times we spent
but not remembering the last time I saw you
jealous that they all got to see you when you got home
feelings im holding within
moments I hoped wouldn't end
they stop me from starting again

you stay golden kid.