As i stand in front of your tomb stone. Thinking of what the life we could of had together. Crying and trying to dry my eyes but i can't because you left me behind. With nothing but a memory. Of what we were as a cold wind starts to blow. I put on my jacket and start to walk home. But even thou it is on I am cold. And as the clod seeps into my bone's. A cold sleep takes hold. And as i turn around and look at your grave and head towards it i fall. As deaths arms embrace me and the wind blows i fall into a endless sleep. Never to wake up again.
Submission Name: deaths wind
