I dream of him in the night
we were meant to be,
but something happen that i could not fight
the demons came
to tear us a part
they did a good job
we lost our loss,
it was measured
the distant in between
how my soul longs
he was my soul mate
but death took the curves
and the match was met
no strengh could carrie
a weak match, flame
of burning seclusion to our name..
