This was the place I died,

Over and over again.

In my dreams of the other side,

All my hope dried up,

At the bottom of that tree.

And my soul became an empty cup.

I see this horizon in my reverie,

It will doom our future.

Atop this damn tree.

I fall asleep every night,

And I beg to be awake.

Away from this sight.

…

I love you baby 🖤