These days I can't look at the sunset
because the beauty reminds me of you
and how you were so perfect
then you were gone
I've hoped for a while that I was wrong
that you were just stepping out for fresh air
but I guess you wanted to run
you couldn't do that with me
I suppose I was your prison,
keeping you locked up and away
from the flowers
that I tried to bring to you
but they always ended up dying
And you never were happy
You belong with life
And I'm barely alive

{NR}