lOVE NEVER DIES... THIS WERE MY LAST WORDS, AND MY LOVE FOR THIS MAN HAS NOT YET DIED HE LIVES IN MY MEMORIES ANDI N MY SOUL IN THE MORNINGS I WAKEUP AND I BREATH THE BREATH OF LIFE AND WITH EVERY BREATH I TAKE I INHEAL ALL OF HIM BACK INTO ME, MY STORY WILL LIVE ON MY FRIENDS WILL NEVER CHANGE, MY HEART WILL NEVER HEAL, BUT AS THE DAYS GO BY MY CHILDREN REMIND ME MORE AND MORE EACH DAY OF WHAT THERE FATHER WAS LIKE AND EVERY NIGHT I CRY TO HIM AND I ASK HIM TO COME BACK, MY PILLOW CAN TELL YOU MY DREAMS, MY PRAYERS AND MY SORROWS, BUT THE HOPE OF SOMEDAY HAVING TO LOVE AND BE LOVED WILL BE KNOW TO ME AGAIN.