Some may hate me, few escape me
It's a small planet
But you're no longer on it
I really can't get my mind around it
In the case of your disappearance I should be Sherlock Holmes
But all I do is blunder round throwing up my hands
I cry, I ask 'But why?'
Like Watson, the buffoon
Perhaps you're on the dark side of the moon?
It's mysterious. I'm curious
This disappearance has me baffled, stumped
I'll never see you again. I'm f*cked
I love you forever
Have a happy death