Remember, Calen? Poem by Kieran J1996

For months after I left,
The home were we were friends,
I cried myself to sleep,
Week after week after week,

The only small comfort,
I ever had,
Was the song we learnt together,
One I'll remember forever,

Once, I knew how to write it,
Translate it just like that,
Now it's a memory in my head,
Without which, I'd wanna be dead,

I bet your the same,
That you remember still,
I hope you remember me,
Cos I do you, how life used to be,