Gone

I lay on my bed,
Thinking of how things used to be,
Of how many secrets,
Were passed between you and me.

Oh how life was so fun,
And we were such great friends.
I couldn't quite figure it out,
Why it all had to end.

My bed seems so foreign,
My body seems so distant,
Trying to think of new ways,
I could have made it different.

You didn't have to go,
Why couldn't it have been me?
Now every time I look around,
You're in everything I see.

My love will be forever,
Even though I miss you so,
And maybe it's a good thing.
Maybe it was your time to go.

Now I'm sitting by your grave,
And my tears have finally stopped.
Because I know now that you are happy,
Even though that I am not.