Hand to hand, Heart to heart

I lie here in this bed,
searching for something that hasn't already been said.
And I find nothing,
for there is no joy to bring.
I turn to look at you,
only for my heart to fall through.
You are not on your side,
where so many times I've cried.
And I let out one last cry,
so the world knows you will never die.
Not in my heart,
where you are forever a part.
And you may have past away,
with no good-bye to say.
It was just your time to go,
but it was such a harsh blow.
So here are the last tears
which confirms my fears.
That in life you are no longer here,
though I still hold you dear.
So I'll hold my head high,
no longer will I cry.
For I know some day soon,
we will walk the moon.
Hand and hand, heart to heart,
we will never part.