On bended knee he sat and prayed
For light to break that night in May
He spoke to God, got no reply
On bended knee he sat and cried
On bended knee he saw his wife
All framed in glass that shone that night
He looked for answers from above
To rid his life of maddening love
On bended knee he took a knife
Blew kisses to his lovely wife
And there he was for world to see
A broken man on bended knee
There's nothing sadder than a person who's lived their whole life with someone, losing them. But the truth is... we all die alone... It doesn't matter how much love is in your life, how close you are to the person next to you, death is the one journey that doesn't allow company. It's also one of scariest cause no one knows... are you just gone, are you reborn, do you go to a magical place... If you have faith you may be comforted by it but even faith is never certain and when we say our final goodbye we never know what's in store.
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