That Feeling

Right now is when I wished you were here, But it’s quite unfortunate I’m consoled with a beer. I feel like crying but I just can’t shed a tear Because I’m too proud to overcome my fear. Where are you, now that I need you most, I thought I found a path but I see I’m getting lost, I thought I saw you, but it was an illusion, more less a ghost. How do I get through This trauma knowing I’ve lost you? How do I learn to accept that it’s true, That I’m NEVER going to be with you? I hope you’re going to be happy there And be treated in a way that is more than fair. This is my last feeling for you that I’ll share So I wish you well and hope you’ll take care.