I Love to Write

Once upon some time ago, I found myself thinking a little too much.
I felt so out of place within, I was feeling a little out of touch.
There's usually this thing inside, it guides me to pretty places.
It takes me away from here, out of the trap of blank spaces.
Normally I follow it, and normally it steers me true.
But somehow on this fateful day, it led me right back to you.
I remember the way you used to laugh, I remember the smile you used to smile.
I remember my corny awkward jokes, and how you used to laugh all the while.
I recall talking about my dreams, the goals I used to strive for.
The way you listened so intently, and how you'd ask me for more.
Unfortunately life has a funny way, of taking people away from us.
It makes it hard to open up again, it makes it hard to trust.
I remember screaming at god those days, saying how it was so unfair.
How the only time I saw you was sleeping, then I opened my eyes and you weren't there.
I understand loss is a part of life, that's something we can't avoid.
I suppose remembering the good times, is probably the most reasonable choice.
It doesn't make it any easier, and it don't take away the pain.
Perhaps in a far off place, we will meet again.
I'll keep the hope alive, and cherish those times we shared.
I'll carry on this thought of you, it reminds me how much I cared.
I guess the way to really get through, is to honor those that have passed.
Never forgot the happy times, and never grow up too fast.