It was like goodbye every night
when I realized that you were gone.
There would be no more holding tight
waiting ’til the break of dawn.
My favorite moments were the ones
when you would laugh so hard
and I would say we’d just begun
then we’d run out to count the stars.
And I knew that this could last.
And I knew that you were bliss.
And I knew there was no past.
And I knew there was only this.
When I woke up,
your pillow cold,
my heart was heavy:
I was old…