I’m missing you already we can’t talk
You are feeling breathless, I can’t walk
Overwhelmed by grief I called your name
Then I wondered if I were to blame.
Perhaps you’re lying to me for some fun.
I’m getting paranoia, you’re no con
Still mazed by unbelief I cannot think.
I read between the lines I found some hints.
You are walking onward still with hope.
Dont cross that final river where death gapes.