Staring into the void of secrets 

A threshold that only the dead may cross 

Flashing silver in my hand 

Remembering…

Seven years before:

Younger than the dawn,

I remember the day I learned of dark clouds

Dressed in white, an unrecognizable face

I’ll think of you under the willow tree

January: 

Traveled painless 

Is what they say 

I’ll miss you, companion 

I’ll think of you under the willow tree 

May:

Orange flowers wilt

And your hand grows cold

I can’t help but stare at the empty hospital bed

I’ll think of you under the willow tree

July:

I hated to watch you suffer

That terrible pain

You’ll always be in the stars

I’ll think of you under the willow tree

November:

I spoke to you the day before

Your smile is burned in me

I couldn’t stop the tears

From running rivers down my cheeks

I’ll think of you under the willow tree

I never knew you

Never saw you

Yet still I cry for you

I wonder what your life was like

I’ll think of you under the willow tree

I see your face in the mirror

I can’t remember the last time I smiled at you

Something so shattered

I’ll bury your broken pieces 

Underneath the willow tree