He Died Poem by Vanesa Rabic

He died in my heart, and he will never come back to me. He died in my soul, but I know it I will see him in my dreams. He did not see how his life turns off, but I see it, and I cannot live with this.
He will never again touch my face, and never
Again, kiss my lips. Oh God I want to die with him, I want to go where he go. I just want to be with him one more time, before he left me alone.
However, he has already gone, and he will never come back to me