I miss you, 

Every conversation we had made me feel normal.

When she died you were never the same.

I wish you could have projected yourself onto someone else,

Instead of closing yourself down and not allowing anyone in. 

I still think about you all the time.

If you ever called I’d always answer,

We shared the same troubles how could I not care? 

I hope the light in you speaks louder than your darkness.

Don’t let the night convince you it’s permanent.