How much I would pay

to just see the day

where forever and ever existed.

Yet my mind is twisted

and I lay unassisted

because without you I'll always be.

No matter my plea

I keep falling to my knees

because now my world has gone.

As weak as a fawn

I question if I can go on.

You were the only root left to this tree.

With only just me

I'll have to bury the 'we'

under this tree with the rotted roots.

I'll give a final salute,

and throw on my best suit

before finally calling timber.