The Man In the Frame

The familiar pit in my stomach From the hole in my heart April 6th in 2011 was our first month apart It was your Birthday It felt so strange not to call my friend But, as they say, all things must End Just a few months later I stood in shock at your stone We didn't have a chance to say goodbye I'd never felt more alone You knew me better than I even knew myself I take your photo tonight from it's drawer And place next to my bed on the shelf It's Just for your Birthday i tell myself For I have moved on in many ways But for this occasion you smile back As You're proudly displayed As is secret custom for me on this day To celebrate your Birth and the life that you made With it's True Love, passion and the energy that would too soon fade I used to be jealous of others I felt always Living carefree Without this pain and to know much grief Now I just feel bad for them For they didn't know you like me I guess I knew I was special And I always will be