The last time i saw you in late june

I never Thought this would be the end
but I guess I was mistaken
and now there is no more to the tell
but my grieved heart aching

My hope for tomorrow was to still see you here,
but the phone call last night turned my hope into fear

I stayed up till morning trying to comprehend
you would be leaving soon and never coming back again

I tried to imagine a life without you,
a life without knowledge a life without proof

I wanted to hear your voice and cry
I wanted to stare into those closed blue eyes

I sighed and left the room full of bad news
Then cried and shed some tears but only a few

I stared at the wall and tried to remember
the last time I saw you in late June