• You meet me there and we become as good of friends as two lovers can be.
    You must go to do your duty, but I can't stand to see you leave.
    We exchange tears as your hand slips from mine.
    I weep as the door shuts.
    Echoes of memories resound through my mind.
    Three years pass I am waiting still.
    When will you come back?
    Please come home soon my heart aches.
    Running an errand I walk across the now deserted street, or so I thought.
    I hear nothing, but I feel a sharp pain crack up my spine I see blood spewing from my own mouth and suddenly all is black as the car continues to speed ahead.
    I am waiting for you here! when will you come back? I am waiting for you here... for your return.
    When will it be? I must see you soon or I just might die.....