You’re leaving tomorrow
I can’t handle it
You’re never gonna see me grow
You and I are such a good fit
I’ll never forget the times we spent together
You were always the one to put me in the right place
You were as gentle as a feather
You gave me too much space
You always found the last piece to the puzzle
You always gave me what I wanted
You were always the animal’s muzzle
You were never disappointed
You were the laces to my shoes
And the pencil to my paper
You always told me good news
And always read newspapers
Every minute I get more tearful
Wishing we will never part ways
Then I get more fearful
For I won’t see you in later days
This is my goodbye
And I probably won’t see you while on the go
All I ask is, “Why?
Why did you have to leave 4 years ago?”