June 17th - I will miss you, I remember you sitting on your porch swing waiting for me to kiss you, nothing else mattered in this world but you.
Now I'm here, and I'm missing everything you do, I was always taking from you, I've given nothing in return.
Floating here with no hope of returning, I try to fight it off but in my dreams I am missing my head, walking endlessly, there is no heaven it is gone and I'll never see you again