My only, for what reason? How difficult was it letting me know that we would not live any longer?

I trusted you, and believed that your love echoed mine… What happened all the same?

Life and love could thrive when that time would arrive.
It hurts, and it shall haunt like a fiendish hound!

Am still him that you first fell in love with.
But today I come second, a position I cautiously dread.

Maybe am wrong. Maybe it is just a dream I can only dream when awake.

In my life you came and made me a king.
Tonight I feel a clown with a queen’s crown.

Maybe depression is my portion, that I candidly quench my sorrow.
You and I, tomorrow people we’d become, tonight only our cold ashes remain.