Everything was silent,
The only sound was a heart beating.
He looked upon her frame;
The sight, he said, was calming.
A touch, so cold;
Though felt so deeply;
"I'll come back to you," he whispered,
Before disappearing completely.
YOU ARE READING
for the both of us
PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
