Gone but not forgotten
Is how we refer to the dead...

Oh little seedling
All warm in the dark...

I wait for you
That second heartbeat...

When you're here
It's me and you...

Pinch me
This feels like a dream...

My ever-present gift
Given to me on the eleventh day...

When I'm with you
I'm in a bubble...

"Love them, let them go"
That's what they say...

When you hold me tight
And you look in my eyes...

Look at me
What do you sense...

I am without soul.
Birds have no song...

You're everywhere I go
You're everything I see...