i saw her die and cry and i cried as well. her tears made my heaart break and her heart broke knowing she would leave me crying alone. the cold hand i held tightly had left me. my biggest fear was now the truth. she had to leve but stayed for my sake. the memories of her flowed with the tears the mere thought of loss makes me tremble. when she died she left me for good a place i cant reach is where she lays to rest the thought of her not being with me makes me weep but the confort of your soul always makes me better.