Fear not this day, my lover dear, for It was always clear,
that the love you once knew most
is a remnant, a mere ghost
of the time you spent together,
Laughter full of life,
of better times in a better place, with no more pain or strife.
There are no remedies to the memories,
the wounds will not heal,
but in a better land with a better breeze
there won't be pain to feel.
It doesn't have to happen, our dream we once had brought,
but was it not a lovely thought?
Remember just that what was found was never lost,
though it's hard no matter what in this emotional holocaust.
I know that soon we'll see each other very clearly,
and finally we will see who we knew that we could be.
