Whenever I see your still face

I remember you and your hiding place

Whenever the odor of a rose I smell

I think of you, then I go through hell

I remember all the times we had

I remember myself as though never sad

I remember the warmth of your caring heart

But then you perished and I fell apart

How could you have done this to me?

Now I see your hypocrisy

You gave me a reason to live

But your self-destruction I'll never forgive

I loved you, I needed you, didn't you know?

I didn't want you to leave, never wanted to let go

But, in the meantime, I wish you were here.

For who I am is not perfectly clear

I miss you, my beautiful, delicate flower

Look how in darkness I weakly cower

Look at the hollow shell left of me

Look at what happened, are you blind? Can't you see?