It hits me like a firebolt.

The fact that I'll never see your

face again.

I'll never hear your curse

words or see your smile.

Never see you on holidays

or with your mom.

I'll never feel the urge to

punch you while you make

me laugh.

You were a boy I half knew,

a boy who took a part of my

heart. Will I get that part

back when we meet again?

When we meet in Heaven?

Keep that part safe,

it is yours forever.