Depression and angst comes over me
As we were the best of friends
Now not even falling out of a tree
Can jog your memory of me
Somewhere along the lines
We just lost touch
I say its my fault
You shake your head yes
And say those times were the best
Sometimes I wish she wasn't there
I wish that she was gone
I know how much you love her
And how much you two believe
So I understand now
I guess I'll just leave
I'm walking down the street now
Turning to look now is hard to bare
You ask me if it will ever be the same
I say.....The day she's not there
Matt Burgett
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-she-s-not-there/
