I was so sure.
I was so sure, that I will not cry.
I was afraid.
I was afraid, that when it would come to it I would not cry,
Not show emotions that I carry inside.
But I did.
I did more than that.
I cried and I cry.
I loved more than I thought.
I lost, and I will not have her back.
She died, with me not saying ‘Goodbye’
I was too late.
I was too late, she died and I cried,
and then world stopped for a minute,
or maybe ten minutes.
There was a room.
There was a room filled with sadness and lifeless body.
Because she died.
Because she died and I cried.