And you are turning to stone and I’m left all alone, I let out a soft moan.
Let this not be real and please just let it be a dream, I can hear myself scream.
This is not about me though, this is about everyone you ever loved and everyone who ever loved you. I still cannot take it in, my heart is broken in two at the loss of my wonderful friend. I’ve turned to old friends and to music to draw me closer to our shared memories of the years we knew each other. I wanted to share the fact that I’d discovered a musician who I never knew but you said I should. Now it’s the soundtrack to my grief, the one real release, where my eyes fill with tears and I’m stuck dumb once again; that I’ll never share a laugh over a drink again with your growing smile as my companion, that I’ll never get to the chance to watch your career blossom fully as it had already started to, that I’ll never get to hug you goodbye again.
I’m not convinced, but I hope it’s not the end. Memories are never goodbye.