some days my heart near overflows with pain.
To most it may not always look as such;
I keep my sad thoughts locked up in my brain.
It’s like I lost my oldest, closest friend;
The one who lip synced in the car with me.
I hoped that time would heal, that it would mend;
but grief does not leave on the count of three.
Yet I have something I want to tell you:
I’m doing fine; please, please don’t be concerned.
I met girls who are sweet and kind and true;
I’ve loved and laughed and danced and read and learned.
Though sometimes I can’t help but shed a tear,
what gives me hope is knowing you’re still near.