A time will come when you will lay me down into the casket..
Dip me six feet underground..
Cover me in a heap of soil..
As you place a wooden cross and a bouquet of flowers on top of it...
That day you will fall on your knees..
Shade tears of both pain and of fear..
Asking why I have gone to soon..

My empty soul will always circle around you..
As it remembers the happy moments we used to have..
But then they will be only but memories..
Which are left to be told like stories...
I will always remember those days..
We used to sit by the bay..
As we see the sun sets..
Our arms wrapped around each other tightly.
Our lips caressing each other lightly
As we whisper romantic words through our ears..

I will still keep the promise..
So don't worry..
I will be very sorry...
for departing so early..
I guess that's the other side of the coin
The painful reality of life...