I should not be thinking
Of what you
might be doing
Or whether that
you miss me
The way that
I miss you
Every time i hear some good news
I pick up the phone to call you
only to realise
that it’s all in the past
And when things
Aren't going well
I remember
How you used to console me
You were my saving grace
my pillar of strength
And Still in my darkest hours
Your memory gives me strength