could it be
some kind of dream
things just aren't the way they seem

could it be
some fantasy
everything is make believe

this ain't happening to me
'cause yesterday you were right here
we were smoking, drinking beer

this has got to be a lie
the people i know just don't die
this has got to be a dream

it's a different world without you
i'm still here thinking about you
this has got to be a dream, some kind of nightmare fantasy

Very sad poem filled with a lot of emotion...

To mechanically critique this is difficult since I'm actually a bit at a loss for words..which I assure you is very rare!

They say time is the best healer...and in time, you will find that it's true.

Try to smile at the memories if at all possible.