This time of the year
 

It's been about a year now
Since you fell into that black hole
The darkness of death
Nothing, nothing to prevent you
From leaving us all

I thought you couldn't chain yourself to me
But I am in your prison
I can't escape, the key was found in you
And I'm not allright now

It was this time of the year you left me
And this weather makes me think of you
And those cold winter breezes
Blowing your raven black hair in a thousand different directions

And this weather makes me remember loving you
And kissing you
and those soft lips
How I miss them
How I miss your touch
Taste, smell...

I still spend my days alone
Walking in the winds
Carry all the sweet sadness death brings

It was this time of the year you left me
And the rain begins to fall
And Winter hurts me so

Has it only been a year?

-.-Love

he meid ik weet hoe het is
sterkte ermeee
ook ik ben mijn grote broer verloren (zo beshouwde ik hem)
sterkte meid

gedicht:heel mooi omschreven
is moelijk om hier woorden voor te krijgen
mooi gedaan meis

Bedankt.

Love