With a heavy heart,
And sad eyes,
She tells me that it's true.
I can live in this world no longer.
A world without you.
The sunrise won't have such beautiful,
Vibrant,
Colors.
The tunes the birds sing,
On misty cool mornings,
Will be nails piercing my brain.
The smell of morning coffee,
Will make tears threaten to fall from the horizons of my eyes.
These were our favorite things.
But they aren't as wonderful,
In a world without you.