I hear his voice
Every minute
I see his face
Every day
He appears in my dreams
Every night
I need him
If he died
Where would I be
Lost
Hopeless
Soulless
I would become a mad woman
If he died
I would be truly mad
If I died
Where would he be
Missing me
A good friend
For once
We loved one another
He, himself
And his
Kiss
Were mine
But now
He doesn’t know how I feel
I miss him
I feel like,
He has died
I am, indeed a mad woman
I fear it is too late
But perhaps
It isn’t too late
Perhaps I can change
Change myself
Our relationship,
Perhaps I can change
Everything