You may not be here,
but I know you’re watching.
You may not be near,
and I know you may be gawking.
Every time I shed a tear,
I know you wish that you were here.
I may not see you anytime soon,
but I know that one day we'll meet again.
Although I was little not even being fed with a spoon,
too little too know how to say amen.
I get this feeling whether it’s real or fake,
that you’re always there with me through the heartbreak.
Till the day we meet again, I know that I will always have a friend.