Land of Never-ending Summers
This poem is so blue
I guess you'll just have to learn to live without her, James. It may be difficult at first, but slowly you'll forget her... her hair, her eyes, her nose, her mouth, her face, and you'll forget the way she moved, the way she talked, etc....
You'll forget her, but it'll take lotsa time. But while you're going through this unbearable period, you'll have your friends. They will stand by you always. You can write too, and we will listen through your writing, what you want us to know. So, don't be sad, dear. It'll slowly heal...