I fell in love with your shiny green eyes,
I remember how bright was your smile.
You used to hold my hand softly,
as if I was a porcelain doll about to break.

Just one year has passed
and your eyes look dead.
I've never seen such a fake smile,
I need to take a breath.

It hurts like hell seeing your scars,
and how your lips have turned blue.
I wish I could just go back in time,
but there's nothing I can do.

Your skin is so pale,
just like the sheets of this hospital bed.
I'm still shocked by the news,
I'm afraid of what I can lose.

Your arms are covered by bandage
and I wish it was me,
but I'm just here crying
because they told me you're dying.