Soon...
You'll learn the difference between forever...

These past few days have been tough
It's killing me...

The world is not enough for anyone
not for you and for me...

His memory is walking again
In my supressed head...

Why do i have this receipts of love?
Wondering in such a withered reward...

You came
Like a shooting star in a starry sky...

You were an artist,
and I was the poet...