[written in Paris, France]
I never felt this way before,
how could I have known,
I will never feel this way again,
what could I have done?
I was so close that I couldn't be,
so near that her body was distant,
like a single entity we were,
tied forever as an eternal couple.
My life needed to continue on,
nothing could hold me here,
not even the loving caress of her hands,
to stay I would perish before her.
So it may have been she was the only one,
there may never be another,
and now that I know I've lost her,
do I think there was value in it all?