I gave my love a letter
written in my tears,
that said it would be better
had we never had these years.

I placed in on her pillow
as she took her bath,
the tears stung like willow
when I heard her childlike laugh.

My heart now softly shattered
my eyes were burning red,
for once my love had mattered
or so her sweet lips had said.

I heard footsteps and weeping
her voice said don't turn round,
was I just not worth keeping
so you cut the ties that bound.

I turned and held her softly
and whispered in her ear,
I thought you didn't need me
and my illness and my fear.

She slapped my face hard screaming
that's not your choice to make,
her tears were softly streaming
as I saw her heart there break.

In sickness and in health dear
my promise to you true,
so let this be one less fear
that I take away from you.

I wrote my love a letter
she gave it back to me,
she said i'll make you better
cause I'll never set you free.