Next to Me
It seems like I've been here before
This spot
This grave
And I keep wondering why
Why did things go so wrong
When I thought they were so right
And you were right here
Next to me
Talking to me
Smiling with me
What ended that
What put a stop to the happiness
And why is it that I can't see you anymore
Not here
Not now
And then I remember
I remember the loss
The crying
The pain
I remember the paleness
The stillness
Of you lying there
Next to me
They told me you left and I didn't believe
Because just moments before
You were here
Next to me
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