The shadows of light are no longer.
The feeling of warmth is now surrounded by the bitter cold.
Getting up is no longer easy.
Walking is making me lose my breath.
Knowing that you are leaving and now I cannot speak.
The person that has held my hand and wipe my tears.
Is leaving me and I do not know how to feel.
I cannot go numb that would mean that this is real.
Dreaming about the days when life was sweet.
To now trying to hold back the tears, to point where I cannot see.
I know we will meet again.
Our table is already booked.
One day I will be okay, but right now I am missing my best friend.