Dear Jon

I have so much to say to you Jon,
But I guess here will have to do.
I already feel like you're gone,
What must I have to go through.



You might be over a 100 miles away,
But I feel like you're even further,
What am I supposed to say?
Did I stray? For you should I pray?
Because I am not one to betray.
I will be here, I will stay.
But for you, I cannot say.



How many times have I imagined it?
Finally being with you.
But over the year I've taken the hit,
Are you sure you can commit?
Because I am not one to quit.



So here it is Jon, right in front of you,
You have my life line in your hands,
Should I just cut it through,
Cause you're falling from my hands,
Falling like sands.