Memory in a frame

The summer moist air, comforted each lung.
A moment of bliss, this was happiness while we were young.

The stars looked upon us, as we laid in the grass.
I saw your pain, your heart fragile like glass.

You took my hand as I took yours.
We spoke about tomorrows, and our favorite stores.

Brown chocolate eyes, dark hair, and fair skin.
To me your were a great person, with you I never
worried about fitting in.

Talking for hours past bed time hours.
At midnight id meet you and climb up the jungle gyms towers.

Pictures of the summer spent together, fresh in my mind.
I wake up from my sleep knowing you, i cannot find.

You reside somewhere that I may never find.
I pass the last place you and I dined.

I will never be okay with the fact that you are gone.
My wish is to be able to speak to you until the dawn.

Oh why did you have to leave so soon,
if only you could come back from where you are on
a hot air balloon.

Its still so hard to believe that your name is
but a picture framed in my mind.
Its hard to believe that you have left this world behind.