Hello my dear mother,

You have been sick.

My friend, your doctor said you won't make it tonight.

Do you remember when I was young?

I loved sleeping beauty more than anything.

I never understood why, she just fascinated me.

She still does,

Don't worry if you can't remember now.

It was you,

The one who never thought me how to hate.

But the thing is, My dear Mother,

You didn't have to teach me how to love,

I was already born with that emotion.

And I have already found my true love,

I call her my sleeping beauty.

My dear Mother,

Do you remember the wedding?

The one you couldn't bring yourself to see?

You told me what I was doing wasn't right,

That the love I had was fake.

But tell me, my dear Mother,

How can this be fake?

Well I'm at your side now,

And I've decided to make you happy.

I've let her go. I made her go.

She didn't take it well,

My dear Mother

You see,

I was her everything.

She was going for a drive,

To clear her mind,

To think about what she might have done.

I suppose she lost herself at the wheel,

And now she is being buried six feet under.

I sit beside you and cry,

For there is none like her.

And now,

My dear Mother, you still do not know of her death.

I couldn't bring myself to tell you,

But this forbidden love has come to its end.

And you say with your dying breath.

"I love you, please be happy with your sleeping beauty"