As if it manifests
Around the edifice
Of our two different universes
Should I be the fireworks she fond gazing?
Bedazzled the moon then slowly fading
Should I be the stars she keep on counting?
Till she fell asleep and dreaming
Should I be an umbrella, protect her from the rain
Or a handkerchief, wipe away her tears and pain
If I could be her favorite pillow
Always beside her even in sorrow
Does she still remember when we wrote our initial
On our favorite tree's gnarl?
A gnarl where she used to seat
Here at Sunken Garden where we first met
Now I know, I'll be with the our tree
I let her and set her free
May she find the right man that makes her happy
I'll be standing here in perpetuity
Even she's a light year away
She's always in my heart each passing day
Please tell her I'm sorry if I died
And never had the chance to tell what I feel inside.
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