I had a dream that you were dead
There lying still upon your bed
And in this dream I shed no tears
Though it culminated all my fears
I looked upon your pallid face
And saw in it not the slightest trace
Of the life that once had filled your eyes
Yet still from me issued forth no cries
I left with much dissatisfaction
As though disturbed by our transaction
The knowledge had not yet reached my soul
Your death had yet to take its toll
Days passed by, weeks, months, and years
I lived my life without thought of tears
For thus affected was my heart
Through tears of loss did not fall apart
On thoughts of you it did subsist
Though felt as though should not exist
My soul, my being, died that day
With your body was taken away
I shed no tears at your departure
Nor did my heart feel any torture
For when the life had left your heart
Mine felt it wise to soon depart
For though I lived, was not alive
Your heart had died and with it mine
I woke to find it all a dream
As real as life though it had seemed
And even though I realized
I rent the air with many cries
For should my nightmare e’er come true
I knew my heart would die with you
