Goodnight

I wish I could have touched you one last time before I had to go... I wish I could have said all the things I wanted before things began to slow... I miss you so much even though you're right there... I'm a thought... A dream... In the cold November air... I watch you smile as you laugh on the phone... I remember calling you, but you were never home... I didn't want to leave that night as I looked into your eyes... I remember telling you not to cry, for everyone dies... I wander now, free and untied... Whispering I'm sorry from the other side...