I listen to the house, nothing
I might as well face it, he’s gone
No more will I see his launching blue eyes
Or his white hair shining
When the light hits it
No more of his smiling face
I cry because I adore him
I walked outside and gasped at
The man across the street
It was him
No – a total stranger
My world torn apart
Nothing left
I looked down and saw a creek
The water so placid
Rippling down stream
I saw his reflection
Broken by my tear drops
I can’t live with out him
