You'd be gone out of the blue
It's been demoralizing the truth
I would cry my eyes out
Sniffing what you have left tonight
Want to feel your breath again
Want to tell you what I can't (too late now)
What's the real price of the moments?
I ask myself at your grave
What's been obvious is not there anymore
All we have is temporal
Until we lose, we don't realize
Shaking, cracked lips
A monologue I haven't completed
You died and the massive weight
Killed the childhood in me
Repeated every memory
Standing at your grave with heart-breaking verses