Oh Darling, dear love,
It seems you won't see me grow old,
Or watch as my decaying bones wither away,
I'm sorry that we won't meet at the altar,
Or exchange our vows that were meant to be forever.
And I'm sorry that you'll be cold in the morning
Because I won't be next to you.
I'm sorry I won't be there to make you laugh when you're sad.
Or to be there when you fall down.
Dear, I'm sorry that I will not be able to give you children,
I'm sorry I wont be able to sing you to sleep,
or protect you from the dark things.
I'm sorry that I'll be gone when you need me the most.
This life has passed me by,
At the age of 25,
And I'm sorry that a piece of you will die
Along with my heart, soul, and myself.
