Still here

He's still here. He's not going anywhere. He's just playing at the field next door. He's just playing around, outside the house. He's not home yet. I can still see him anywhere here. I can still feel his presence.

He's special. He's very special. No one like him. No one will ever like him. I love him like i never love anyone. I fall in love since i first saw him.

My heart's really broken. My mind can't believe what happen. My body still reacts the way i used to be with him; when he's around.

But i believe he's still here. He's just not coming home yet. That's why i can't see him. That's why i can't be with him.

It's April 22nd