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.