I spent my childhood sitting at your feet
Reading the TV Guide for pleasure
Painting your nails, fluffing your cloudlike hair

On the porch we’d play make believe
Pretending you were a Hollywood starlet
Now aged, reflecting on your storied career

Then you were gone
And my days were no longer spent 
Expanding my imagination

I grew up too quickly
Forced to accept that my best friend
Wouldn’t want me to mourn

No more pretending
No more make belive
No more easy summer memories

I lost my innocence the summer you left
Enveloped in a grief I didn’t understand
A feeling no one would explain

My best friend was gone