The day he left. I didn’t want that day to end,
because then he would really be gone. It was
the last day I would ever see him.
I wanted to keep that day,
to hold him close. But days are short
and all days must end and turn into new ones.
The day he left. I didn’t want that day to end,
because then he would really be gone. It was
the last day I would ever see him.
I wanted to keep that day,
to hold him close. But days are short
and all days must end and turn into new ones.