We have been the best of friends
Holding hands with smiles
And our thoughts boggling around our hearts,
Where will this journey wave us at end?
If not into the gory bosom of death then where could it lie?
You have left me alone in the dark cuddling my broken thoughts
The journey You set on has been long to reach
And pictures of you in mind has been covered with cobwebs
Old and dusty, very disturbing to clean
Whiles the windows are weak to hold this waving thoughts of you left to destroy
The history of you I have written in a book
To reach and hold your smiles when I'm lonely
