How can it be

How can it be that you’re not here? The passing of another year. How can it be I wont see your face? No one to put us in our place. How can it be I wont hear you laugh? No guiding hand to show the right path. How can it be that I miss you…

Sweet Little Sixteen

I know you’re ultimately lost in the sands of time they say, but what really vexes, is how they took you away. the things that hurts us truly, the thing that seems so mean, we never got to say goodbye to, Sweet Little Sixteen.