You'll bore all your friends,
Talking about the one you love so.
You'll regret the things said and unsaid,
And you'll ask "Why'd you have to go?"

But the time will come,
When you'll let all the feelings show.
You'll cry rivers of tears,
But don't be afraid, you're just letting go.

You'll feel like you've gone crazy,
And should be locked up in a padded cell.
Tho' way deep down inside you know,
That given time, you'll once again be well.

Sometimes the life is too short
And we can't say goodbye.
Sometimes the life is long.
We miss them just the same.

Just remember,