Drift Away

(once again I don't know when I originally wrote this)

Sometimes my mind can't help but drift away.
I often think of that day.
I still have so many reminders of you.
I use to wonder what to do.
As one of my friends, you were one of the best.
But ever since you entered your enternal rest,
sometimes I still drift away,
and when I think of that day,
I can only think of good times with you.
I wonder what we'll do,
if you're still one of the best,
will we still be friends when I join you in enternal rest?

-In loving memory of a good friend: M.M.O