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So many years that we were one,

so many things we've done.

The memories alive but the most

of me has died.

As I struggle with events

I'm offered words of strength,

they do not comprehend

the passion we possessed.

People tell me what to do,

tell me how I should get through.

But they haven't got a clue,

no one else comes close to you.

I see your eyes before they closed,

they looked right inside my soul.

And they asked me not to grieve,

I tried but still I bleed.

I wake up, I break up

and I try hard to shake off

the desolation as it grows

as nothing else comes close.

And as I stand here by the grave

and the wind calls out your name

I know that time could never heal

the emptiness I feel.

People try to give me hope and

tell me how I should let go but they

will never really know beause there's

nothing else comes close.

People tell me what to do,

tell me how I should get through.

But they haven't got a clue,

no one else comes close to you.