When you left,
sadness swept,
right across my face,
and I had taken a taste,
of my tears,
looking in a mirror,
at a person who is missed,
and it's still not clear,
as how I got to be friends with you,
looking back on all the years,
that I have seen you,
and from now,
seeing that I have spread a tear,
that your gone,
and I'm hear all alone,
without a close friend near.
