I am here. This does not feel right, as I can't help taking time to remember that you are gone. This seems unfair. I stand amongst this beautiful place, this place you spoke of and I dreamt of for so long.
As I look out on these grassy fields, down these clean streets and onto endless walls made up of stones, I can't help taking time to think of you in all that I see; in all that I see your memory lives on.
And when I really let my mind take me back to that lovely smile and the wonderful man that you let me grow to know, I can feel you all around me here, so much that I never want to go.
But still, even though I have mourned this great loss and have given my heart time to heal, within me I still mourn deeply, my heart cries, it weeps; a great sadness I still feel.
This is a memory I will cherish, not just another place traveled, another place that I will pass through. This place is like a heaven, one that I'll always dream of when I pause to think of you.
As I look out on these grassy fields, down these clean streets and onto endless walls made up of stones, I can't help taking time to think of you in all that I see; in all that I see your memory lives on.
And when I really let my mind take me back to that lovely smile and the wonderful man that you let me grow to know, I can feel you all around me here, so much that I never want to go.
But still, even though I have mourned this great loss and have given my heart time to heal, within me I still mourn deeply, my heart cries, it weeps; a great sadness I still feel.
This is a memory I will cherish, not just another place traveled, another place that I will pass through. This place is like a heaven, one that I'll always dream of when I pause to think of you.
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