A Thousand Miles Away

In my hand is the letter I wrote to him
It's generously crumbled to a crisp, yet still legible
My trembling fingers reveal the words I wrote so long ago
And as I read, my vision blurred behind the tears forming in my eyes

He was my close friend and he had recently moved over a thousand miles away,
Down to where there's a salty wind blowing and where the sun always shines
Down to where the skies are always wide and blue, the Lone Star state

In the letter I wrote were the words I realized were now true-
" 'THAT is what I'm scared of. Losing my friend, my close friend,
my best friend, my history-class buddy -- you.' "

The last time I'd ever see him was the last day of my freshman year
It wouldn't be until the day before my sophomore year, just yesterday, that I'd find out about this
He walked out the gym doors without saying goodbye, and before I had the chance to tell him

Even though I knew I wasn't going to find him, I searched the whole school today
I still can't believe that he's...gone...
Or that I'd never get the chance to hear the sweet sound of his voice again

Despite the hours we spent together our freshman year,
I can feel him starting to forget me, like the way we used to look at each other
After all, my place in his heart has been replaced with another girl
I heard that he really loves her and that he treats her like a princess
All I can do is remember how I was once his princess, and be happy for him despite the hours I've wept

He used to call me "Sweet Stuff" and I'd call him my Johnnyboy
We'd hold hands in the middle of history, and I had my first slow-dance with him at homecoming
We'd talk about nearly everything after school; we both stayed into the late hours
He'd even called me beautiful once, although I never believed him until just a few hours ago

He was the guy who could make me smile when I was on the brink of tears, the guy I wasn't afraid to be seen with.
He was always so sweet and honest with me, something I'd never seen in another guy.
He was my guardian angel, my knight in shining armor.
But most of all, he was my best friend.

Now that he's gone, the memories of us is what keeps me going
I miss him so badly and I'd give nearly anything to see him again
I miss having him to lean on and talk to when I needed him
Despite us being so close, there was something I'd never told him
I was afraid if I did, we'd loose our friendship and the finger would be pointed at me
It's too late now to tell him that I was in love with him,
And that somehow, I still am.