The picture on the desk reminds me when i'm with you,
And I just cannot help myself from crying your name,
Why did you the one? The one that have to go?
And if I wanna see you then, I have to visit your grave,
I thought that I could hug you when you open the door,
But there's no more, no more sight of you..
If I knew you would go, I would take you see the world, tell 'I love you' a thousand time and be with you everytime,
But, I no one can see the future no..
What about our dream to see you wear the wedding dress?
Now that dream will always be buried besides you,
How could I speak, love, miss anyone besides you..
Without you...


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