You still linger,
Right between the shadows of the folding moon...

Once your soul truly knows how to weep.
Or your heart learns the feeling of being broken...

A boy I once knew,
Presented to me a gift...

You.
That beautiful being that you are...

Depression is silent,
Yet the loudest feeling ever felt...

That heavy feeling...
As if your chest becomes a vacuum...

When your life's vitality slowly dims away,
There is surprisingly nothing left for itself to...

How,
Can ten delicate fingers...

I still hear you-
The space that lies between my heart...

It was a peaceful house of worship,
A simple gathering, to praise his love...

I lie in here waiting still.
The clock ticks...

There were nights,
When we hung the stars together...