No extreme for love.

I hear your voice,
But when I turn around your not there.
I smell you scent,
But it passes too fast to heal my soul.
I thought I saw you standing in front of me the other day until I realized that is was a mere image of a lost soul.
My lost soul,
The soul I prized as my own and my love.
You meant the world to me,
and if I knew that day, I would have taken your place.

Why is it when love is formed misfortune must tear it down?
I lack the body I lust for,
I am empty without the soul that filled my life.
I'm only a reflection of the past,
For I do not live in the present,
and the past is the only thing which I see.

I'll take a step onto the road seeing no cars,
When in fact there are many the eye can't miss.
I see what I saw that day,
The day I am will always be stuck in,
The day in which I died,
The day the road was clear to our sight,
But it never stopped for us.

You took the last step,
While a force made me fall, and it was all over.
The day lives over and over every day,
As I will never forget the person who saved my lifeless life for theirs.
Two soul like our can never be torn apart for they are built as one,
That is why this step is my last step.
I wish to pass the road like you,
But there is no one to save,
So I take my step.
Fly my way down,
all just to see, feel and smell you one more time.
All for love of a lost soul which vanishes with the final scent before it all stops.

No heart beat, no breath
No breath, no life
No life, no pain
No pain, no love
No love, no grief for the lost

Some say death is sad and the end of all,
I say it brings you the love you always missed and is only the start of something that will last for time to come.