The day of the deep mist

The wind blow wakes me up, i feel the cold wave in my bones and i only hear the wind sigh. I don't see you in the deep fog and i can't stop myself, i really trying to find you in the deep mist. I remember my swear, i try to get up and run thru the mist to find you, to find your smile.
I didn't tell you before,i need your wisdom and happiness to be myself again. I got up every day because i tried to open my eyes and find you, But you were never there.

I don't want to assume your absence, but now it is a reality. i will realy miss your words of support. i will miss your voice singing Fly me to the moon and your typical "i told you man" or "you are wrong my friend, like always".

Rest in peace my friend, i always remember the old days, the good days.