• Trees, houses, towns, and rocks,
    Growing ever stronger was the pain,
    I threw my heart into a box,
    I am never going to see them again.

    Pulling into an unknown road,
    I feel I have been slain.
    Was this a curse upon me bestowed?
    I am never going to see them again.

    The dilemma since the beginning of time,
    Leaving the ones you loved the most,
    Their voices ringing in my mind like a wind chime,
    Soon they will only be memories of ghosts.
    I am never going to see them again.

    I will miss you.