I look beyond my tears
and see that you are gone
I wonder now what to do
Where does my lonely heart belong?
You said our love would never die
but ashes are what remain.
For this reason now I cry
this suffering causes pain.
how can our love be dead?
for you my heart still sings.
I remember what you said,
in my head in still rings:
"Love doesn't end with death,
our hearts will beat as one,
for me your love is a final breath
as this bullet leaves this gun."
A poem from my high school years.