I lived once but I was never awake

she use to feel my heart until it went in flames


You could hear the sounds of weeping in the dark

Teardrops fall like rain in the park


Hear my cires, only such words would tell

how one day when my heart had failed


She thinks I'm gone but I'm really not

I'm under her feet, 10ft  below at this plot


She cries for me, praying that I will listen

only the sounds of faint winds and leaves kissing