Difference

I look to the skies and see her face, But then she is gone, without a trace. My eyes on the ground, another flutters by, And flutters past, straight to the sky. Feeling so lost, I reach out. My hand finds yours again. Like always, we talk about What hurts, since you're my best friend. A spot sits in my vision. A place lies in my heart. There is no type of fission To tear you and me apart.