Here the two eyes did fatefully collide
Though dwelled two souls they were one
And though she was not formally his bride
The battles only began; yet the war has been won.
But still arises new heights to the skies
Though he lost his life a myriad of years past
With warm and calculated lies
She convinced herself his breath was not the last

A million well threaded conspiracies
Yet no sunshine after a storm
And it always appears to be
There's a lingering undying warmth,
That no matter how many years it's been
for her it's ; forever twenty-sixteen