Lonely flower withing the churches ruins

I...I alone

with myself, the only one by my side

sit in a garden where only one flower blooms,

With light shining down from the heavens...

Once upon a time this place was alive

but now it is in ruins,

just like those flowers that have died,

and you have disappeared....

The only thing that keeps me breathing

is the feeling the sense that you sill exist...

This feeling is more than a notion

but also sometimes nostalgic.

Your death has left me in silence,

but as I enter this garden

where only one flower blooms

I smell the fragrance and then think of us above the gardens dew...

I alone repose beside this flower that will always and forever

remind me of you...