I lay her down in a bed of gardenia petals
Her face pale white as though she'd seen a ghost
Yet, as pretty as can be
She's away , asleep, dreaming of times that may never be
This moment we share, each tear, may tear us further apart
Her heart is pure gold, wars rage rampant, on and on, in effort to achieve
On bent knees, broken bones, and with a woeful soul, I emerge victor
This achievement now; a tragedy, heart; broken , mind; twisted, regets towards the day when meeting her effervescent

She's now torn me to bit
The spiralling black streams of water in which she called hair, leaves a nostalgia
The memories tend to sting at times
With gloomy eyes she'd stare in mine
Over feasting tables where we'd both dine
This time she won't even bat an eye at me
The deafening silence between us, stirs up my misery
Of all the times we parted ways this may be they deepest I've fell into my agony
Turn back time or **** me later
A plea to have her once again
And in the end
Unanswered prayers as I fall behind my skeletons, "so long my friend"
I let go for once, I dare to look back
Then swallow the fact that I won't see my dead lover again