The memory of my beloved is here, but he is not... My heart is looking for my beloved, bejeweled by the ornaments of sadness... My eyes are now

The flowing glisten of saddened tears, The pangs of a shattered heart, Are all but the processes of coping, For our souls are to be momentari

Sometimes all you can give is love Sometimes all you have is not enough Sometimes life is like a dream Sometimes dreams arent what they

Since I could never have you Give me one of your hair, That it may become my lifeline in despair. That I may hold on to it tight all my life.

Since I could never have you Give me one of your breaths, That it may whisper life into my dead heart, And restore courage into my weakened