He's left and there's a huge emptiness here.
He's not right down the street,
We won't be having lunch,
There won't be any video tapes to exchange,
And he's not even really available by cell phone or email.

He's gone. He's just gone.
Today was better, in that there were no tears.
It will pass.
That breaking feeling is very familiar, but it has been a long time.

Stay tuned . . . .