When i looked at you i saw myself ...Reflected in your eyes
I saw the world the one i made, where now an old man cries
For all good things come to an end in this journey we call life
You were my love, my one true friend, my partner and my wife
But you lay within the darkness now , so silent and so cold
I tend the flowers on your grave , the memories i fold...
Into a box i call my heart and always it shall be
To sit alone upon a shelf, this missing part of me.