Stars are falling through the burning sky

Walls are bleeding in the retreat of my mind

Ashes of memories washed away by the pain

Darkness suffocating all that remains. 

But maybe in your memories

I'll learn to survive

A glimmer of thought

Trapped in a moment of time. 

...so think of me often

The man who built the shelves

Listen out for me

Although I talked too much

Embrace me

And hold me in your dreams

So I can see your smile again

And feel your gentle touch. 

Je t'aime tant et je t'ai toujours aimé tant