Our Love

We were to never part,
As if we were the same.

But you will leave
And a part of me will die.

The way you spoke,
As you told me you loved me.

But you will leave
And a part of me will die.

The way you held me,
And kissed me softly.

But you will leave
And a part of me will die.

Now all I have
Is the picture of us in my mind.

Now your gone
And a part of me is dead.