Many a year has come and gone since the day we said our last so long. The river, the sunsets, the birds at play,
Now my life is empty; I feel so all alone. If I should one day marry, to keep from being alone,
For whoever gets what's left of me will never know the best of me, A lost love never really makes me sad.
When my journey of life is orr', and my life on earth is through, And when my heart stops beating, our spirits shall unite, For those of you whom I've left behind,
Author: Agatha Weeks
But never a day has passed me by,
that I haven't heard a certain song that reminded me of you.
I can't find the ecstasy I had in the day
that you stood by my side.
I must learn to face tomorrow,
and accept that you are gone.
I'll cherish him, and take care of him,
but it won't be the love I've known.
but then again he'll never know,
the kind of love that I let go.
Rather still it makes me glad, of good times that I'd never have had,
had I not met you.
I'll look forward to spending,
eternity, with you.
and form a flame of perpetual love,
that will sparkle in the night.
do not morn for me. Rather look to the brightest star in the sky,
and let our love reflect on thee.
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