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It happened all so fast...
Heavy with sleep, my eyes closed...
The next thing I remember was crawling out from the car and
Seeing you lying there...
Holding your head, kissing you for the last time,
The taste of blood on my lips.
Your clothes torn apart, perfumed with gas;
It seems like it was yesterday when the rain poured down...
I can still hear your screams as if it was happening all over again.
Saturday, December 4th: that night would become a grave
That would crush my heart...
Joy and laughter exchanged for grief and silence.
Searching for so long to find you,
And the moment I did, you were ripped from me.
Laying here on this empty shelf, never to be read again;
In these pages lies every memory of you.
The wind blew your heart over my eyes and I slept for days
Praying not to awake, but these dreams can only last so long...
Facing the day, looking through these tears.
I'll always look back and remember that night;
Once you lay there still...
Looking over that casket, seeing your face;
Times of past rushing back...
Touching your cold hand, wishing it would touch me back
You look so pretty lying there, just like the first day we met
It feels so real, like old times; but it's nothing, it's nothing...
I can taste the stale air on my tongue, and death lights up the sky.
Hope finds itself at an end, stopping at my thoughts;
Pictures of you help bring back the tears
Walking in the present, but living in the past;
How much longer will I embrace sorrow?
From the moment you entered my life,
My whole outlook on love would change...
You brought out a happiness I didn't even know I had;
And now you're gone, leaving without a goodbye...
That glass heart that rested in my chest has fallen and shattered on her grave.
Here, Lord, is the remains of a broken heart;
For I have faith you can give me joy and life again.
Death has fallen, but love covers me;
Heaven is now home to my angel of love.
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