Love Is Watching Someone Die.
The line on the montior has become flat,
the room grows quiet, you're gone,
i cant deal with that,
my vision has already begun to blur,
God, out of all the things i needed that you could take,
why her?
the pain, though not in view,
is ripping me apart,
what am i going to do,
you're gone, i cant hold you in my arms,
i've failed in my attempts,
i let you be harmed,
how can i deal, my breath leaving so fast,
i wanted so bad to make you my future, but now you're my past,
its not fair, and i cant handle the reality,
im still praying im gonna wake up and see,
that all this terror is not what it seems
that you're still with me, this was all a dream