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An Account of My Death
I don't know what we were
And I may never know what we could have been
All I know is that I lost you and my paper heart is broken
You were everything to me, my morning, my night, my day
And now you're gone, I don't know what to do, my light has turned to gray
You left your remnants in my empty soul
Now all I can do is hold them tight and wish that they were whole.
A part of me has died tonight
The part that held your beauty, your light
I don't want to move on without you here
I need your hand, I need you near.
There's a part of me that you still have
But I could not stand to have it back
I gave it to you, my Love, just you
And now that you're gone, part of me is gone, too.
I recall your love, my joy with a smile
I would never trade the time we had, whatever short while
I'm dying now, but I was happy then
And all I can think about is what we could have been
I love you now and I loved you then
And all that matters is what we could have been.
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