All around, people dressed in black
I know, you're not coming back
Hear someone say, "I'm sorry for your loss"
I turn away, clinging to the cross
You gave me
As if that can save me
From my world, being turned up side down
Try to hide the tears
As my deepest fears
Play out before me
Becoming reality
As your lowered into the ground
I look to the sky
I know, this is not goodbye
It's just a "see you later"
But, just the same
As I look...
At the name, now carved in stone
I can't help but feel...
Alone....
“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.”-Lemony Snicket
