I will meet you at the graveyard Where you lay down, where you stay now Faced up, cold heart, no longer by my side now Wish we were together, now I don't know when I will see you

Somewhere up on the surface, rain fell down on your grave.

You were undecided Between life and past tense You lost your battle, life was hell But I was always beside, how can't you tell? Oh, I thought we'd be together 'til life was over But you left too soon, now I'm no longer sober.

Silence, the only sound being the small droplets uniting with the soft earth.

Nico still couldn't believe you were gone.

Not after a day, a week, a month. Two, three. Half a year.

No.

It doesn't make sense to me You're gone, no, I can't believe They say you live inside me but to me, you're still gone You see, this can't be real life, you were only like 23 I'm asking questions to my God like, "Will we ever meet again?"

They say he's lucky he could still see you, even as just a ghost, a shadow of who you once were, in the Underworld.

To him, it only added into the pain he carried.

My rock, my friend, we always said We'd live this life until we made it to the end So why aren't you right here, right next to me?

He couldn't bear it. At all.

Why did you decide to sacrifice yourself for him? Why did you decide to give your life just to save his, nothing compared to yours?

Why did you decide to take that blade to your heart when it could be his which would be pierced through?

He was grieving. Hurting.

Angry.

But he'd never say that to your pale, dim face now.

Left me in pain, was all our plans in vain? Our memories to make, I can see them slowly fading You basically erased me So how do you expect me to ever be happy?

He'd never say all of those to your ghostly face.

And even now, as he stood before you, the realm of his father stretching far beyond, he could not bring himself to speak, even if it wasn't the first time he saw you from the day you left.

He always strained himself to ask you.

Why?

Why did you have to do that?