I'm sad that he's gone,
But I knew he'd have to leave sometime.
Just didn't think it would come so fast.
Did I cherish my time with him?

I don't know if he'll keep in touch,
When he gets to where he's going.
Now I'll probably, hopelessly think of him always.
Maybe that's only because he's gone.

I wish I could have done more with him.
But since he's taken, we stuck to the simple things.
There really is a little guilt in my soul,
But I'll ignore it with every passing day.

I don't know if I should forget him.
He showed a hint of embarassment.
He didn't want to be seen with me,
Is that seriously a sign?

I don't know what to do.
I beat myself up about it,
Yet I still desperately love him.
But it seems just like a dream.