When she died
I cried,
and I
can’t explain the hurt inside.
I laid my head
Down on the bed
So much to say,
But in that silence, all was said.

Still, she looked into my eyes
after so many tries
said, “I
love
you.”

That was enough
her feelings
true
when she told me
“I love you.”

I. What is there to live for, When there seems to be no hope? What is there to live for, When I cannot even cope? Cope with unhappiness, Cope with death of someone close, Cope with many struggles, Cope with my reckless, proud boasts. What is there to live for, When I don’t feel impressed? What is there to live for, When I feel so depressed? There seems to be no cure, But perhaps that isn’t true, Perhaps there’s a person… Who can help and isn’t blue! This person I don’t know, Please do tell soon who He is! Who is He?