We walk at night, we're different to everyone else,
We are awake.
We talk about relationships, life and death.
You show me the coffee-honey, dark-chocolate places of your last romance.
I understand more of life and my own feeling as we talk, we're different to everyone else,
We understand.

You help me understand my grief, and make me realise he will be frozen in my memory.
One of the best friends. How I miss him.