You are gone. Tis a truth I must accept. One in which I wish was only a dream, but sadly is not. Memories of you and I flood my mind. There is no place I can go that will not remind me of you. Tears of both sadness and joy fall down my face like rain on a summer day. Ah, summer! Tis right! I will see you then even if only for a little. Gone you may be, but Tis not forever. That is how I see it. Gone, but not forever. There will come a day when you will return to me. When that day comes we will pick up where we left off with many tales to share of our time apart. I will miss you my friend and I will never forget the memories of us in our more innocent days. So I say this to you in hope that you will never forget this. Good bye on this day that you leave me, but welcome home when you return to me.
