Thinking at night

He was standing by my side for fourteen long years.
And it's amazing how those times just have disappeared.
With the morning sun you walked away...
I don't know how many times I've counted the days.
Three years has gone by and I start thinking just why?
Why was you the one who would die?

- Rebecca Oscarsson

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