I watched the sun slip away gently, as the last bit of light faded from your eyes
Never thought that you would depart
Always thought that you would remain
A constant in my life
A part of my landscape
Never thought that this was forever
Always knew that you would escape from here
How foolish could one be to lock you away
How selfish could one be not let you leap
Now the night sky devoid the moon
Echoes with the memory of, of dying stars
I felt your grip loosen in my hand
And the last bit of warmth left you cold
Tell me why do I still feel you?
Why?