A tear drops to the floor then I pick it up for him and I keep it in my pocket
Filled with the life that died unaware of his slowly beating bleeding heart
Comforting when he left me in this life full of touching thoughts from him
Still sharing each other in a stream of our heightened emotional ring
A dream unfulfilled of what was spoken about and they are now mine
Remembering isn\'t for yesterday it\'s for the future when we searched divine
And sitting in his armchair watching spiders on the floor taught us well
That book I first read upstairs when an eye caught the attention wildly
As the wind blows he tells me softly the flowers smell sweeter the closer you are to the grave
And dropping in from Heaven we both agreed we would meet one day
I can\'t forgive myself for not saying goodbye to the man who I loved dearly
My feet firmly stuck in his core caused an even bigger fear of crying
Showered by my shyness and the lack of a self-believing lonely poet in love
Dreams falter as they sometimes catch a cold when whistling on my violin
Buried twice and in both places being laid down in my heart and in Heaven
Voices from his yesterdays are nightmares within my passion
Regardless, Adrian, you took in the idea of me when my mind dissolved
Live forever we stay together and I realise now I hold your hand again
See you soon my greatest. sleep tight.