So This Is Life

This was it, the setting sun,
nothing left but photos of what it was.
Life in a casket,
now all you hear is the phrases I left you with.
It hurts so much but you don't see,
all you see is what is left of the world you knew,
but it's not of that anymore.

So I say good bye with a single black rose,
just like the one we saw on the first day of ever life… or so we thought.
The passing is gone so I say good bye my dear old friend.