She is dead. What am I going to do now?
I’m feeling lonely, a sort of emptiness inside… I feel like I have no reason to live anymore. She died because of me, my madness became her madness and she died that way – drowned in a river awash with the flowers she was carrying.
There was a time when my girlfriend and I were very happy. Our life was like some kind of courtly dream. But the day comes when we all must wake up…
We all take the gift of love for granted, if only we could slow things down… because before you know it, the gift is gone.
It’s all my fault!
If I could have her back again, even one more time, I’d tell her how sorry I am, I’d hold her in my arms and not let her go… I will never be able to clean up my soul. I miss you so much, sweetheart.
