i wish I was there at her funeral,
time and tide didnt let me or
was i too much drunk?
but even when i woke up and want to ne there, something was tormenting me from inside,
but why all these people around and above me could not help me?
i waited till the last man gone and even though it was dark i could feel and see that someone was crying and left, leaving a rose on my door step,
and the door step was nothing more than my tomb right next to her!