Drift through the air
Curl round his lips as he spoke
Life's not fair
But that was a lifetime ago
Before we knew death
And yet I remember you both
At only your best
No tubes and no needles
No blood, no machines,
No bodies gone feeble
In my memories
Just love in the handholds
Just light in your eyes
The best of your old souls
Poured into mine
Now I'm on my own road
Trying to be fine
Carry or let go
What's left behind
Now cigarette smoke
Drifts through the air
Somehow I must cope
With you not being there