Gone, Not Done

Sometimes, I think of you,
I wonder how you'd be
If death hadn't taken you,
If you were here with me.

Sometimes, I think of it,
I blame god but it's useless.
Nothing's gonna change it,
I stay with my loneliness.

Little brother,
I didn't get the chance to know you
But that doesn't mean I don't miss you.

It doesn't matter,
Cause now you're gone away
And you're there to stay.