It seems like just last week
I was saying you passed away
Even though it still feels like yesterday
I’m already saying “he passed away last year”
Like time has been flying
But I’m standing still
And it seems everyone else has moved on
But I’m stuck in place
In time
And in space
I remember your boyish grin
And the laugh that always followed
And I’m still finding this whole thing rather hard to swallow
You aren’t here now
Metaphysically speaking
But if I stay quiet
I can still hear your heart beating
Its getting weaker
As time goes on
But if I turn my head
Just the right way
Its as if
I haven’t missed a day