Dear John

Dear John

Dear John, I haven’t seen you in awhile

It seems that I have forgotten the beauty of your smile

I thought that we could sit around and fumble through the files

And mingle through the memories that were lost between the miles

Dear John

Dear John, I hear that you were leaving

Your distant destination was surprisingly deceiving

It slipped up on you like a friend

And tapped you on the back

No thought for preparation and no more time to pack

Dear John

Doesn’t time slip away when you got so far to go?

Your exit came at twenty five and your curtains quietly closed

And you never really got the chance to see the final show

Dear John…I loved you so.

Dear John, such a silent goodbye

Did you ever really stop and ask the question why?

Or were you just a tight rope walker spiraling in the sky?

Did you pray before you died or did you only try to fly?

Dear John

Dear John, I sign this letter with my love

Though I don’t know where to send it you know what Im speaking of

And I really wish you would have got the chance to see the show

Sometimes the curtains close before the actor even knows

Dear John