The widow

I've decided long time that I would have you
I wouldn't if I knew I couldn't
And then it happened

But how funny is my life about the things I decide

I'm now a widow
With a grey hearth
With a greaving soul
With salt in my face
For crying my despear out

I'm a widow
Without my love
Who had to let him go
Whose shine is turned off
And wishes to glow back

You're still here
I can feel you so close to my fingertips
But when you go
I'm going to change
It will be all over
And I know it

I am greaving for what will be
For what I'll no longer have
So soon, so close
And for good