In this grave my beloved layeth
So cold and stiff, So shrunk and rippled
A woman who was so bold, Now so mammoth and cold
A visit to the cemetery feels like elementary
I layeth a fresh bouquet and say that "I'm ok"
I know that I'll never be with you again
but the pain I feel I cannot begin
I miss you so much.. Your kiss..and your touch
Will remain but a meier fragrance in my memory
I did not plan it to be this way
I'd never even dream of this day
when I layeth a fresh bouquet on your
granite headstone..more like and eternal
Bed Stone.
I didn't plan it to be this way
I didn't want you to face doom
it could've been me not you
now I'm sitting here with this gloom
My dearest my beloved forever
I am your puppet the only difference
is.. I am no longer in your control
for you have left me with a hole..
a hole the needs to be filled
A hole in my heart that will
Always hold you close even with
your absence in my life
Makes me incomplete
