"Dearheart's Death" Why did I have to find out? Shouldn't I try to understand, But I can only cry and pout. I can't even manage to stand. Why can't I stop the tears? I wish I could have saved you, But I knew not of your deadly fears. I would've rushed to you, if I only knew. Why did you leave me alone here? You should've taken me alongwith. I long to see you again, my dear. Please can I smell you, even just a whiff? Megan Delia Ratcliff Spring 1996 |