Good-bye

I look up into the sky.
I can almost picture your eyes.
Staring straight back into mine.
It's hard to believe your gone.
So many times I wished it weren't true.
I want so badly for you to come back.
So we could do all the things we didn't do.
It strange to miss you so much now.
Considering I barely knew you when you were alive.
But with the few moments we shared together,
we enjoyed it despite how hard we had to strive.
You let me say the things I wanted to.
You never tried to pry.
You sat me down and held me close,
whenever I needed to cry.
Sometimes I questioned who I was inside,
so I'd crawl up in a ball and hide.
But you saw right through me.
A lonely girl who wanted to be free.
You saw pain, sorrow, guilt and fear.
Even though that's not how I appeared.
Remembering past memories,
none of them seem to fade.
Thinking of all the things we could have done.
Thinking of promises we never made.