I so loved the way he smoked,
I so loved enclosing our death
And all this dim gloom had provoked
And all that caught your farewell breath...
I so loved the way he walked,
I so loved the way he angered...
We smiled and talked,
And two of our hearts have tangled.
But now in bed of white sheets
And with pallid face
He lays giving away his wits,
He lays with cruell illness's trace...
You swear to be the only one -
I loved the way you swore...
And now all the promises done and gone -
Remember how we were.