Facing a past
that never backs down
will this joy last
or like the rest will it drown
the happier i am
the greater the fear
as i think of how losing you
would hauntingly sear
a pain so daunting
i would have to forget
and go through each day
as if i had no regret
until something happened
and it roes from the grave
chaining me with sorrow
a suicidal slave
cutting out my heart
placing it in a box
sending you, my love
the brunt of our talks
all our good times
every thing that they meant
every moment together
so it will never relent
and you'll know what I've felt
and never forget
the soul you could melt
without saying a word
goodbye my love
my vision has blurred
i have not much time
so with my last breath
I'll dream of you my one and only
even in death
