CRAZY final

Nothing that it was before it is no more/ there was something here yet there was nothing here/ I miss spending days in nothing making fun out of something/ old summers past but not at last but as if stripped from me with my last gasp/ I'm sitting here without you where you never were/ the green aroma of your leaves glazed with morning dew/ you were always filled with life but never truly alive/ now you are not living but to me you are not dead/ not hearing you out loud for words you cannot say/ but hearing them inside my head til near the end of day