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I spent most of my day drawing,
I drew him a picture,
As I sketch the picture that excites in my mind,
I tend to get lost in myself,
As if it was almost just yesterday I met him,
I draw a breath and breathe new life into my picture,
I can feel him in my artwork,
I drew a sad drawing today,
It gave me tears and I felt its pain,
How I used to feel was so sad,
But as I kept on drawing myself being sad I drew a picture of him,
To make me happy again like he always does,
So as I sat up in my bed after drawing I held the picture close,
Even though I was alone I swear I could feel him,
As I exhaled I felt much better,
And no matter how sad I was I smiled and kissed his portrait,
And I knew that no matter what he could always make me happy,
So I will always draw him pictures.