To everyone I don’t see anymore.
I do still see you.
I see the shadow and the silhouette and the shape of you
I see how ya had your own rhythm when ya walked
I miss how ya fit into the landscape
The terrain is not the same
We are still here but we are without you
Maybe I only stay cause you can’t
I knew you and you are gone so if I’m still here then you are here.
I am your last front.
A final stand.
We are holding on.
We will mot be forgotten together.