Gone

"Hello, did you find everything okay?"
"Yes, I did. Thank you."
"Of course. Oh, I love your gauges."
"Hey, thanks! Hey, didn't I go to high school with you?"
"I think so!"
"You were Dane's friend!"
"Yes, I was."
Silence.
"Well thank you, sydney. Have a good evening."
"Thank you. You as well."

My cheeks burn bright red after she walks away.
I just still haven't been able to accept that Dane is gone.
I've pushed it aside and ran away from accepting his death

I just don't want to let go
He's such an amazing person
& I never wanna say that he 'was'

Because I feel like he's still here
When will I feel that he's
Gone?